The room was dark, but was only lit by a small burning candle light in one corner of the room furthest away from him. He entered and walk towards the glow of light. And their by the candle, was a music box opened up And filtering out from within it was a enchanted day dreamy child like story telling theme. And then as he looked closer at the box. He started to see it change before his eyes. And it turned into a demonic face. That started to play a deeply haunting melody that sent shivers down his spine. The buzz and depth of the tones. Mesmerized him and shock him up. He was drawn to the demonic face. Instead of being scared by it. The room suddenly changed also. And figures and forms. And the images of what hell was like started to appear before him. Drama, suspension, action and heightend emotions flooded his body, and mind. He was frozen and rooted to the spot. As the darkness turned red and face scared him. And started to come forth within him and around him. He was bemused. Scared and intrigued. He was wondering what was going on. But fascination took over. And he was intrigued at the demonic figures before him. But he kept his sanity and mind. And stood fast ones more. And faced the worse that it could do to him. And then before him again. It changed and he saw god. And the box changed ones more. Back into that cute little music box ones more. The power of his faith, presents of mind. And his humbling, humanity of ways. Scared hell and the demonic back to where the ones rested and never again to set forth. Through this music box again. A divot.. it's purpose was not to be no more..By God presents and his via god. He brought peace and faith back into the box..