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Once upon a time there was a small child named Ben. That's me. This child was on a walk, late at night. He had been out too late on a school night, so he knew his mother would be mad at him. Little Ben was hurrying up to get home as soon as possible. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, Ben heard a voice calling his name. The voice was distorted "Ben...Ben..." It called. He then heard two voices, speaking over each other as if in an argument. The voice he heard before said "Come, Ben. Come to me. Come, Ben...come!" It commanded. The second voice, softer and calmer, said "Ben, my child, go home. Go now, Ben...GO!" Ben began to run. He was frightened. Suddenly there was no ground beneath Ben's feet. He was falling. Falling forever. He closed his eyes, tight. And he awoke on his bed. There, standing next to him, was a dark figure cloaked in red. The figure spoke with the distorted voice he had heard before. "Ben, come with me. Close your eyes and rest. Come..." Ben screamed and kicked at the creature, with tried to restrain him. Out of nowhere, a ray of light shot through the figure's back. And it was gone. And a white figure was standing at the head of Ben's bed. It said "It is over. Rest now. Tommorow come early. And Ben closed his eyes and went to sleep. He woke up the next day, remembering the night before, but only as a dream. Now, Ben's life carries on as usual.

And that's how I met Satan, I think...?