Prologue

I can feel the cool breeze on my face. The buzz in the stadium seems to just fade away as I try to concentrate on the work at hand. The reds put up a swerving cross towards our goal. Smith tries to move forward to catch the ball but is blocked by the striker. John deflects the ball while trying to clear it. The whole stadium seems to be in suspended animation while the ball slowly totters towards the goal line. Around the corner I can see two of their players rushing forward just to tuck the ball in. Only thing that stands in way of their victory is me. Smith screams urging me to clear the ball. I dive full stretch from the far post to deflect the ball away from the goal. As soon as I feel the ball touching my head……………
Thud………………
And Blackout.

My worst nightmares seem to have come true. Hell seems to have been unleashed in my heavenly world. And that’s how my story starts.