There were two satans eating something deliciously.
Behind them, lying on a shabby bed,
was a man who looked worn and resigned from eternal suffering
All over the man’s legs and body, parts of his skin had been sliced away.
There was a knife stuck in the bed and the floor had become a pool of blood.
Upon closer inspection, I saw what the satans were actually eating.
They were eating parts of the man's skin which they had ripped away and cooked.
They were happily eating with looks of elation on their faces.
This man will eternally receive this ‘suffering of one’s body being sliced.’