I had a dream the other night, I was in an ancient land. The world was dead silent, as people stood around. They looked up at a hill top where 2 crosses stood. I ask a stranger, sir was does this mean. He told me the Romans has killed two thieves. Then I was taken to another place, a quiet garden outside a city. There I heard people arguing, I went in among them to see what I could do. Then as they quarreled and fought, I asked what's wrong with you? One man pulled me aside and said that he was gone. I did not know what it meant, then I was carried on. Quickly night became day, and I stood on a hill over City. I saw a man looking down weeping and I said sir is there anything I can do. He simply looked at me with sorrowful eyes and said they're not worth it. I stood in awe for a moment, then I saw a bright and blinding light. Then I heard the man's voice say I am sorry and I watch him fly away. Into the heavens he went, then I felt a cold chill. An then I heard someone laughing, but no one could I see. Then a cold calus voice said, now you belong to me. Filled with terror I woke in a cold sweat, I the got down on my knees. I cried out to God. Please don't let this be. A quiet voice replied, please be still my son. You have nothing to fear for the fathers will was done. I tried to calm myself, but I still felt like I was there. Stuck in a place on that hill so long ago. Overlooking a city where Satan won, when Jesus said no.