Three boys and a girl standing on the chairs of a chapel. The Priest is writing in a book prayer.

Sam: I miss old Felix. I miss the tales about Turks and the siege of Vienna, his gripping ghost stories and Niels: Please! Don`t remind me! I still have my prayer book under my bed. God help me! Alan (contemplative): Felix taught us not to fear supernatural things, such as ghost and said they did no harm, but only wandered around because they were lonely and distressed and wanted(yarned for) kindly notice and compassion. Sam: This is how we learned, in time, not to be afraid. Remember when we went in the haunted chamber in the castle dungeon. The ghost appeared only once, and it went by very dim to the sight and floated noiselessly through the air, then disappeared and we scarcely trembled. Alan: He had taught us so well Niels: He said it came up sometimes in the night and woke him by passing its clammy hand over his face... Sam: But it did him no harm...It only wanted simpathy and notice. Niels(scared): Still, it was there... Marget: If you would have attended more school and church, you would know a lot more about what life means. There are no ghosts and no haunted dungeons. God made the visible world and the unseen one. Your ghosts are not nothing more than angels who fly above us to ensure that the refulgence of our kind Father is present everywhere. The Priest: This is why, you must learn to distinguish angels from demons. Angels are ghosts who received the glimpse of God. Remember that where angels are, goodwill and happiness are also present. Demons are... A young boy enters the room. He is beautifully dressed and his expression seemed to burst in warmth and kindness. The boy: I wish you a good afternoon. The Priest: God bless you, son! Be welcomed in the house of God. I can see you don`t belong to our village. Let me bring you some cold water. Niels (to Alan): Finally, someone new in the village. Sam: Maybe he knows talles about ghosts. Marget: Or maybe he is a ghost, you little gulls.

The boy (smiling to Sam): I could tell you some, actually. (to Marget) I might not be able to pove them though. The Priest (handing the boy a glass of water): Who are you, my son? And what brings you into our little village? The boy: My name is Satan (the priest appears stunned). I come from a very warm country, were the sun is a flame that burns the moon. The Priest: We receive in our church the good and the bad, the ill and the healthy, the Christian and the pagan. So, take a seat, my Son! Satan to Sam: Yes. Satan is my uncle. (turning to Niels) Indeed, he is the Emperor of the Inferno. (to Alan). Yes I will tell you my stories. (to Marget) And, you are right I am not a human. Marget: ...and if you have no body, no blood, no bones...you are but a thought. You have no existence. You are but a dream our dream, the creature of our imagination. We must only banish you from our vision and you will disolve. Satan lives in its nothingness. God forbad it to get involved in earthly matters. Alan: Do you know it? Satan: Have I seen him? Millions of times. From the time that I was a little child, a thousand years old and I was his second favorite among the nursery angels of our blood and lineageto use a human phraseyes, from that time until the Fall, eight thousand years ago, measured as you count time. Niels: And what is it? Is it a human? Is it a spirit? Another character (Legion) dressed exactly as Satan enters the scene. Legion: Remember that he was an angel. He is still an angel, but he lives as a Legion. It is just a matter of Good and Bad. If you want an explanation for this I can say that Satan is the means found by God in order to punish himself for creating the Universe. The Priest: God have mercy on our souls! Is this the Apocalipse? Marget: No! They are nothing else, but a vision. God sent them to put us to a test. It is only a challenge for us to proove our faith. Alan: Where is it living? Sam: Is it a castle? Or a huge fortress? Satan: He lives in the skies as well as your God. Only people choose whether they are above or deeper than 6 feet under. Multiply that image by infinity, take that to the depth of forever, and

you will still barely have a glimpse of what I'm talking about. You, humans believe that once were a man, a dog and a horse on a field. A storm came and a thunder killed the three beings, but they did not realize that they were dead so they continued to work and then proceeded to their house. On the road an enormous thirst bestowed upon them. They continued their way and found a gate made of massive steel.They entered and saw a lordly man standing on a beautiful field with magnificent flowers waving in the wind and an imposing fountain. The three beings entered, asked where were they. The answer was that they were in heaven. Then wanted to drink from the fountain, but the person stopped the dog and the horse saying We don`t allow animals to drink from our pure water. Legion: The man said he couldn`t let his friends thirsty and went further. Then he arrives in front of a stale, rusty gate. He entered and saw an old man dressed shabbily sitting powerlessly on barren soil and a fountain covered in mouldy plants. The old man invited the travelers to drink from the fountain and the three asked what place that was. The response they were given was stunning: This is heaven. The first place you went to was hell. Shortly after, they crossed the line between life and death and lost any chance to see their native place. Marget: Your story is not at all veracious. You know very well that is totally on the contrary. The Priest: Everyone has the right in the name of God to elaborate whatever he wants, but remember that You drown not by falling into a river, but by staying submerged in it. It is a moment in your story that remains submerged in the river. Then drowns. Satan: Life has always been a matter of waiting for a moment. A moment that is death. Alan: Could you at least tell us more about that place? From your story? Niels: Could you show us where is that place? Marget: You can`t be interested in what is hell! And we don`t live our lives to wait for THAT moment. Our life has been given in order to enjoy the gifts that God let for us on the Earth. Our mission is happiness, faith and creation. Is is only a matter of choosing between accepting the goodwill of God or embrace the revolt. Satan: As I said, only you can choose where you go. And if your minds are illuminated enough you will see that no one cared about you when let you here not even your God who could make good children as easily as bad, yet preferred to make bad ones; who could have made every one of them happy, yet never made a single happy one; who made them prize their bitter life, yet stingily cut it short; who gave his angels eternal happiness unearned, yet required his other children to earn it; who gave his angels painless lives, yet cursed his other children with biting miseries and maladies of mind and body. Legion: You can choose your destiny and one man`s destiny is the faith of all. Just like your Priest. You listen to his liturgy and this is how you build your religion.

In fact, this is the reason of my visit. Man is made out of dirtI saw him being made. Man is a museum of disease, a home of impurities, he has came today and is gone tomorrow. He begins as dirt and departs as stench. Satan: And he has Moral Sense. A Moral Sense built of what others think is good. Ohand he lives strongly influenced by the existence of the dichotomy between Good and Evil. And who... (laughing) who decides what is Good and what is Bad? Legion: I came here to prove how wrong you are when it comes about your Good and Evil. Your village is small and no one knows very much about it. Its inhabitants are living placidly. An unknown mortal disease could destroy this village in less than a week. This would be called by the ignorant mass Evil. Satan: But what if the sacrifice of a single pure soul could save the village? This would obviously be considered by you as Good. Legion: Well, if we do not take into account that this person received the Evil into his church and, through this, he sold half of his soul. Satan (to the Priest): In order to save this village I demand you to sell your soul to the devil. The Priest: You know that if I give my soul to you I condemn the entire village. Legion: Although it would still be a Good thing. It would be a sacrifice for your beloved humans. The direct consequence of your action is the salvation of the village. You only have two options: either you come with me, leaving your village behind, but saving it firstly from an imminent destruction, or stay and witness its suffering and then your own death. The Priest: When we least expect it, life sets us a challenge to test our courage and our power to sacrifice; at such a moment, there is no point in pretending that nothing has happened or in saying that we are not ready. The challenge will not wait. Life does not look back. A moment is more than enough for us to decide whether or not to accept our destiny. Marget: But what is destiny, grandpa? Is it a matter of choosing? Is it a matter of sacrifice? Is being God`s creation more important than being human? (powerless) If this is so...God will turn His face to us for your sacrifice. The Priest goes, writes something on a paper and throw it to the three children then goes with the two demons. The three boys read on the paper: There are no better means of fighting the Evil than closing your heart in front of it. write this in the public square.