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  THE

  EVIL WITHIN

  By

  William King

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  The Evil Within

  1 | THE BEGINNING

  2 | TRIP TO ENGLAND

  3 | VOYAGE TO | DEVIL’S ISLAND

  4 | DEVIL’S ISLAND

  5 | VOYAGE BACK | TO ENGLAND

  6 | THE | FINAL CHAPTER

  Copyright © 2016 by William King.

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  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents in this book are the product of the author’s imagination. They are used fictitiously and have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. Therefore, any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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  1

  THE BEGINNING

  M

  y name is Mason, Mason Williams, and I am a supernatural investigator. I am fighting for humanity and diligently trying to close the gates of Hell, once and for all, and rid the planet of all its evil. I grew up in Winchester Bay, which is a small town located in Oregon. One would think that Winchester Bay would be the perfect place to grow up, but it was not for me, it was a vacationer’s paradise, not mine. Do not get me wrong, Winchester Bay did have miles and miles of beautiful undisturbed beaches, and for the most part, it was a very nice place to live. However, if you ask me. It was nothing but a bore because not much happened in this small town, well that is in my line of work anyways.

  I was the only supernatural investigator in the small town of Winchester Bay. In fact, I was the only supernatural investigator in the state of Oregon to my knowledge. Nonetheless, it did not matter much, since nothing supernatural had ever happened here.

  I had been raised by two wonderful people, Alexander and Charlotte Kingsley since I was a small child. I never knew much about my biological parents because every time I had brought the subject up I was told they were killed in a horrific accident when I was a baby, and nothing more was ever said, so I stopped asking about them.

  You might be wondering how I got started into this kind of profession. Well, I will tell you! It all started when I was sixteen years old. When one day I was walking down a narrow path through the forest that surrounded the small town of Winchester Bay and I came upon a fissure that had mysteriously opened up right in front of me, stretching across the narrow path, blocking me from going any further. It was something that one would never have seen, except for in a movie. It was very odd and out of the ordinary, if I do say so myself. Puffs of super-heated steam arose from what seemed to be a bottomless pit. I was being cautious and tried not to get to close. However, my curiosity got the better of me, and before I knew it, the ground beneath my feet gave way and I fell into the darkened depths of the unknown.

  When I had come too, after the tremendous impact of my body slamming into the hard dirt that lined the bottom of the pit, I thought to myself that there is no way in hell that I could have survived the fall, let alone the super-heated steam that arose from the fissure itself. Suddenly it occurred to me that I must have died from the impact, or was I just having a nightmare from being knocked unconscious by the sudden impact at the bottom of the fissure.

  I had found myself standing in an enormous cavern that was located in the darkened depths of the earth. It was very hot and humid, with little fresh air to breath. It was pitch black with the exception of a few lit torches that were positioned on the sides of the cavern walls. Hundreds of thoughts were running through my head, and one of those thoughts was, could this hideous place be the Hell that religious people talk about. I did not know for sure, but I had an eerie feeling that I might find out. I was directly positioned in the middle of the cavern and noticed multiple paths around me to choose from, but none of them seemed to lead upwards, they all lead further into the darkened depths of what I thought had to be Hell.

  This is where I met Satarel, who accompanied me for my journey into the darkened depths of the unknown. Satarel had a long grayish or white beard and was clothed in a black robe. He had an enormous stature that was very intimidating, and must have stood at least thirteen feet tall, making me look like a midget.

  He suddenly broke the silence and spoke out to me in a deep and distorted voice saying, “Mason Williams, do you believe in Hell, because that is where you are, in the fiery depths of Hell.”

  “How do you know my name?” I replied.

  “I have known about you before you were conceived, and have been waiting patiently for you to grow into a young adult so you can fulfill your destiny. You can call me Satarel, and I will help guide you on your journey.

  “As you can see, there are two paths to choose from, but you must choose wisely, for when your journey has been completed you will know everything there is to know about the different levels of Hell, and all those who have been damned here for eternity. Choose poorly and you will leave this hideous place a lifeless Zombie, knowing not who you are, and having been stripped of all your emotions and memories.”

  Choosing which path to take was not easy, but down one of the paths, I noticed a faint glow of light, so I had decided to take that path and work my way towards the dim light. Little did I know that it would turn out to be a much longer journey than I had ever expected. As soon as I had made it to the dim glowing light there was a set of steps that were leading further downwards into the fiery depths of Hell. I carefully made my way down the first level of steps and came upon a man whom Satarel said had been terribly lost in his life at one point in time, and chose to make some very bad decisions that had been unfortunately forced upon him. It seemed as if he was trying to stay afloat in what seemed to be a vast lake of black goo, maybe oil, and a void of what seemed to be nothingness. Nevertheless, he was able to speak out these words to me.

  “We have all created this endless suffering ourselves, from our own free will and weakness, and will never be allowed to leave this atrocious place. We are to suffer in this god forsaken place for eternity for accepting the temptations of evil.”

  I asked the man, “What have you done that was so atrocious that you have to spend eternity confined within the darkened depths of this god forsaken place?”

  He replied, “I had robbed a liquor store, taking all the money from the cash register after killing the unarmed cashier.”

  Satarel spoke out saying, “It is time to move along,” and I proceeded down the steps to the next level of Hell.

  This level was filled with what seemed to be millions of horrible screams and voices all scrambled together. It was unbearable. Satarel must have used telepathy to inform me that the next person we were to encounter was damned to hear every judgmental thing that he had ever said to others throughout his lifetime. Once we got close, enough I asked the man, “What have you done to suffer here in the fiery depths of Hell for eternity?”

  He replied, “I had mentally tortured my wife until she went insane, and had to be
admitted into a mental institution.”

  Our journey continued, this time it took even longer to get to the next level of Hell. When we arrived to the next level of Hell, it made sense why it had taken so much longer to get there. It was the darkest and most fearful level, created just to hold the worst sinners of all.

  Satarel pointed out a woman who had been chained up to a cavern wall, and was pointing to the numerous demons that had been circling her ankles. As we moved closer to the woman, I noticed blood had covered her ankles. The demons circling her were devouring her legs like tiny insects. The woman never looked at neither me nor Satarel, which I thought was very strange. It was as if she could not see us at all. The woman had tears that were flowing down her cheeks as she screamed out in pain. As I watched her, she kept focused on the same location without moving an inch. I looked in the same direction that was drawing her attention to hopefully catch a glimpse of what she had been staring at since we arrived and noticed a child that was looking right back at her. Suddenly, the child began to run towards us, and as the child got closer, it began to resemble the little demons that circled the woman’s ankles.

  Suddenly, the child spoke saying, “It is useless to try to help her.”

  I noticed a look of hatred within the child’s face as I asked, “What has this woman done that was so atrocious that she has been damned to such punishment?”

  The child ran off, disappearing within the darkness without ever saying a word.

  At this point, I was more confused than ever. I knew that it would be awful to leave the woman chained up to be eaten alive by those little demons, but the child specifically said that I could not help her.

  I asked Satarel, “What should I do?”

  He replied, “The woman had helped her boyfriend hold the child underneath the bath tub water until he could no longer hold his breath, taking the child’s life. Therefore, the woman had been damned into the fiery depths of Hell with the punishment of being tortured repeatedly, while watching her only child, the one that she had brought into this world and sadly helped take the life of. Her child was the only person who she could see for eternity.”

  “Yes this is all true,” the child mumbled. My mother was supposed to protect me from harm, but instead she gave my life for her own selfishness. But do not worry. I am not really her child, only an image of him, as the little boy resides up in heaven because he was innocent and pure.”

  The levels of Hell consisted of numerous sins. For the first couple of levels these sins were not very horrific, but the last level had been created for all those who committed the most violent sins of all.

  Each of the sinners that had been confined within the fiery depths of Hell was receiving punishments that were symbolic to the sins that they had committed while they were alive. Some of these punishments were gruesome and cruel, while others were just physically agonizing.

  At the end of the level, I finally found a set of steps leading upwards.

  I asked Satarel, “Is this my way out from the fiery depths of Hell, and back to my salvation.”

  He replied, “Yes it is Mason. Just follow these steps towards the light, and you will be out of the fiery depths of Hell before you know it.”

  “Is this the last time that I will see you Satarel?”

  “Yes! This is the end of our journey together Mason. I can go no further, as I too am confined to the depths of Hell. Farewell and good journeys my dear friend.”

  I said my farewells to Satarel for the helping guidance that he had given me through the different levels of Hell and started walking up the steps. As I made my way up the steps I saw a faint light appear, and with a blink of an eye, I was laying on the narrow dirt path in the forest again, where I had originally fallen into the fissure.

  It was weird. There were no signs of the fissure that I had fallen into, nor what had just happened to me. However, I came out of the fiery depths of Hell with a knowledge of its numerous levels, the Demon Hierarchy and their powers, and the numerous ways to destroy them.

  I never saw Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness himself, nor do I remember Satarel telling me how to destroy any of his kind. However, he must have somehow implanted all this knowledge deep within my mind, without me even knowing it, until now.

  However, I did know that Lucifer was once a mighty Seraphim, which is the first choir of the Supreme Hierarchy of all angels before he decided to challenge the Almighty Ones authority. He brought an army of two-hundred following rebellious angels along with him that are known as the Watchers, who are also confined within the fiery depths of Hell.

  I knew that there was a great battle within heaven, one in which brought the fall of the once mighty Prince of Darkness from his high position in rank next to the Almighty One, God, along with his following angels. At some point in time, Lucifer become jealous and envious of his superior, and could no longer stand being in the position that God had given him, and in return rebelled, as he no longer wanted to be considered the equal to God, he wanted to be the Almighty One.

  This is when the Great War in the heavenly realm broke out. Michael and his angels fought against Lucifer and his following angels. After the rebellion, Lucifer and his following angels were cast out of the heavenly realm, and shackled within the darkened depths of Hell, where Lucifer and his demons still reside to this day.

  It is here, within the darkened depths of Hell, where Lucifer is the Prince of Darkness, the master, the ruler, the light bearer, the God of this world. Through the millenniums, Lucifer and his fallen angels have grown in strength, and have been continuing with their invisible warfare against humanity. In addition, Lucifer is the master, the ruler, the Prince of the Physical World as well. He uses his powers of free will to enrich those who have weak wills, and in return, he gets their souls, stripping them from their bodies. Lucifer, in return uses those who he now has possession over to do his evil biddings.

  Lucifer and his massive army of demons are never satisfied. If they cannot deceive by temptation, which in return gives them the ability to strip the soul from the human body. These evil demons will possess anything that walks the earth. They are not meticulous. Lucifer and his vile army of demons use trickery or deception to entice, seduce, or allure humanity to do his evil bidding of destroying everything on this planet. Therefore, if one eventually succumbs to Lucifer or one of his army of demons temptations, it shows the character of this person, and further reveals that they had a weak will!

  Nonetheless, today, Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness, and his following army of demons are far more of a formidable foe than the day when he and his following angels were when they were banished from the heavenly realm. In fact, they have grown in tremendous strength over the millenniums, by using free will as the means of tempting those with a weak will.

  There is no possible way to estimate the size of Lucifer’s evil army. However, somehow I have gained the knowledge that indicates that one day soon, four of the fallen angels that have been bound and shackled beneath the Euphrates River will be released, set free from their shackles, and will have with them an army of two-hundred million demons to slay one-third of the mortal population on earth.

  This is for those of you, who may or may not know, there is only one being known as the Prince of Darkness, and that is Lucifer. Nonetheless, there are swarms of demons living within the planets darkened depths of Hell, within the spiritual realm.

  Thusly, one can see why the Son of God had been manifested in the first place, and that is to keep the balance of good and evil on this planet. The yin and yang, light and dark, good and evil, the Double Divinity, without one there could be no other, which indicates that Lucifer and his fallen angels will never be destroyed for good, just kept in check. That is until they are released once again to judge mankind for their sins.

  Lucifer seeks only one thing for his loss of Divinity, and that is to destroy every living thing on the planet, at whatever the cost. Thus, by the powers he retains over humanity, which is their free will.<
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  Over the millennia’s, Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness has been destroying truth, righteousness, hope, faith, and peace. He is the deceiver of this planet, and has an army of demons doing his evil biddings! Just as he destroyed the lives of Adam and Eve within the Garden of Eden, he is playing out the same role all over again, but on a much grander scale. His ambition is to create Hell on earth, and that is exactly what he is doing!

  It is apparent to me today that this adversary is so powerful, and holds such enormous power over the global population, that the ability to successfully stop this evil doer seems like a hopeless struggle.

  Numerous human beings were also condemned to go to Hell for committing vile sins. Once in the depths of Hell their souls were corrupted and warped to a point unconceivable to us by spending centuries confined to the fiery depths of Hell, being continuously tortured, repeatedly, thus having their humanity relinquished from them. Their souls are stripped from within their bodies and all that is left is nothing but energy that can cause electromagnetic interference.

  I received the knowledge of all the demons powers, their abilities, their weaknesses, and how to banish or destroy them if I encountered one of them.I also knew that a demon could not enter a human’s body unless that human is in some sort of mental distress, on hallucinating drugs, or gives it permission to. I knew that the lowest level of demons could possess people and animals. That they rule on a spiritual level here on earth, and are in spirit form, which requires a vessel to travel on earth, and that they do not need consent as long as the person that is being possessed is in a weakened mental state of mind. I also knew that once a demon possesses something it is now in control of that body, turning them into a walking Zombie.

  I knew that it is easier for a demon to possess people who are depressed, in a heightened state of emotions, in mental distress, or on hallucinating drugs. Sometimes, under certain circumstances the person who is being possessed can regain control over their body if their will is strong enough, which will force the demon right out of their body.