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For a moment, I thought about going inside, but I decided to stay outside and wait for him. I didn't know what he was doing there in the middle of the empty cornfield or how he'd gotten there, but I could tell he was walking towards me. I didn't know it was him when I saw him from afar, he looked just like a businessman dressed in his finest suit. I don't know how long I was standing there, leaning against the railing, thinking about how miserable I was before he showed up. I desperately longed for someone, someone to talk to, someone other than the dreadful, nagging voice in my head telling me how empty my life was. The silence reminded me of how alone I was. My house is on the edge of a cornfield in the middle of nowhere and there are no neighbors, so the winter air was dead silent. I suppose that grief and guilt are such similar feelings that it's hard to feel one without the other.
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I don't know why I felt that way, since I knew my wife's death wasn't my fault. I felt like I deserved to be cold, like I deserved to suffer. There was no snow, but there was a wintery chill in the air. It was a clear night, though, so I put my coat on over my pajamas and went out onto the back porch to look at the stars. It was about one o'clock in the morning and I couldn't sleep. Consequently, I was feeling very alone and I going through a really painful phase of depression. We never had any children, so my only living relative was my sister, who, at that time, was living half a world away with her husband and her two kids in New Zealand. My wife of thirty years had died suddenly only a months prior. Well, as it happens, I know that the stories about the Twelfth Night are true, because I have personally seen the Devil going about his rounds, collecting souls on the night of January 5th. Nowadays, towns are so large that few people even notice when a person is suddenly gone from the Earth. The only difference is that, back in the old days, towns were small enough that everyone knew everyone, so everyone noticed whenever someone went missing.
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Chances are, you've never heard the stories about how, in the olden days, people would mysteriously go missing after a long night of drinking and merrimaking.ĭespite all this, some say that, even today, people still go missing on the Twelfth Night. If you've even heard the phrase "Twelfth Night" at all, it's probably been in the context of the famous comedy by William Shakespeare Twelfth Night, or What You Will. Today, the Twelfth Night is a more-or-less forgotten holiday. Because of this, it is said that, long ago, God told Satan that, each year, on the Twelfth Night, he could take the soul of one person whom he caught engaging in debauchery in each and every town across the whole world. It was a time when people thought the normal rules didn't apply. In olden times, the Twelfth Night was a night of drinking, feasting, gambling, and all-around troublemaking. The night of January 5th is known as the "Twelfth Night" because it is the night of the twelfth day of Christmas.