He described the man as a horrifying creature who “was on fire inside, and his eyes were like the little isinglass portholes you sometimes see in stove doors.” Gary was so frightened that he even wet his pants, “my bladder let go, and the scuffed brown the dead bee was lying on went a darker brown.” Gary knew that this man was the Devil, and he was scared for his life. “I suddenly knew that I was going to die, and probably painfully, but the worst of it was that that might not be the worst of it. The worst of it might come later. After I was dead.” Gary ended up running away after the Devil devoured the fish he had