It was the night of December 21, 1992, a night that will forever be etched into memory. I would remember this night only because of the horrifying event that would soon take place. The event that would only be referred to by the spirit Agaton as "The Seventh Gate".1
On the night of December 20, 1992 two friends and I decided to make contact with a spirit named Agaton. We had become intrigued with Agaton, not because he was just a spirit, but because he identified himself as one of the original angels that had fallen from heaven during Lucifer's revolt. He described himself as having wings like a bat with a wingspan of about 100 yards. He told us about the great spiritual battle that is being fought in the heavens, and the thousands upon thousands of demons that die each day as a result of this battle. He even made mention to the quality of air that existed in hell. He said that there is no oxygen in hell, only the fragrance of burning flesh that he so craves and desires. Agaton would fascinate us by telling how the fiery flames of hell would emit no light, but that of total and utter darkness. He would go on about how the screams of over millions and millions of souls were like music to his ears. When it came to human suffering, Agaton left no detail untouched.2
Being teenagers, we were very fascinated with all of the information that Agaton provided us. In a sense, Patrick, Lars, and I looked at Agaton to be something of an evil comic-book character. We had no way of knowing whether the information that he was telling us was real or not; but with each contact that we made with Agaton, we would write down every letter of every word that was said. We had two notebooks full of descriptions and events that were supposedly, soon to take place. And Patrick would go through these notes, and read them as if they contained secrets to some ancient forbidden knowledge.3
The night of December 20th would be different than most. It would be the night that Agaton revealed to us something more fascinating and horrifying than he had ever told us. He would reveal to us, a so-called inter-dimensional gate that existed between hell and earth. Only those worthy enough were capable of entering this gate, only by means of murder and /or suicide.4
It was 11:00pm, Patrick, Lars, and I proceeded to make contact with the spirit Agaton. We lit four black candles and some incense. The smoke of the incense danced and twirled in the candle-lit room. Shadows danced their way across my bedroom walls creating a ghastly theatrical drama. With the ouija board placed on the laps of Patrick and Lars, I proceeded to take notes. I was to write the question that was asked and then Agaton's reply. With a pencil and notebook in hand, Patrick and Lars proceeded to make contact.5
With a glossy glazed look in Patrick's eyes, he began to ask for the spirit Agaton. The planchette slowly circled the board once, and then proceeded toward the word "YES". With contact established, Patrick began to ask further questions:6
" Agaton, how many souls have entered hell today?" The planchette quickly moved across the board and went to the number one. Then it proceeded further to the letters: M-I-L-L-I-O-N. Patrick then responded, "Agaton, are you saying that one-million people have died and entered hell today?" The planchette quickly moved to the word, "YES".7
"Agaton, can you communicate with people on earth, and if so, how?" The planchette quickly moved to the word "YES" and then proceeded to the letters: T-E-L-E-P-A-T-H-Y.8
"Agaton, are there any christians in hell? And if so why?" The planchette quickly rushed towards the word,"YES". Then proceeded to the letters: T-H-E-R-E ___A-R-E____M-A-N-Y ___C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N-S______H-E-R-E._____T-H-E-Y ____H-A-V-E______T-U-R-N-E-D______T-H-E-I-R_____B-A-C-K-S____O-N______T-H-E_ ____O-N-E ____W-H-O_____C-R-E-A-T-E-D_____T-H-E-M_____A-N-D____L-O-V-E-D____T-H-E-M.__ ___T-H-E-I-R____P-U-N-I-S-H-M-E-N-T_______I-S___M-O-S-T____H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E. Agaton then proceeded to explain further and said that there was a vast and deep river of blood that ran through the center of hell. The people who occupied this river were the Christians who turned their backs on God. He said that they were chained from the bottom, and that they would continue to try and stay afloat. But to no avail, they would drown in the blood, screaming in pain. He mentioned that the blood was supposed to serve as a mockery.9
Agaton continued:10
They turned their backs on the blood that could have saved them. The blood of "Christ." So now they drown in it. They will forever be tormented by blood, and fire.Their screams shall be heard for eternity. (Note: this is the only time ever that Agaton made reference to "Christ".)11
Patrick, Lars, and I were very stunned by the detailed information that Agaton provided us with. As many hours passed by, Agaton continued to answer our questions, in great detail. But when asked about Hitler, and Jeffery Dahmer, that is when things began to get very interesting.12
Patrick began to ask: "Agaton, where is Hitler?" The planchette slowly, then violently rushed towards the letters, I-N___ H-E-L-L. Patrick then asked, "Is Hitler being tormented, is he suffering constant and agonizing pain". Agaton then proceeded to tell us.13
He told us that Hitler was not in pain, but was treated very respectably. He said that Hitler was one-part of a grand and masterful plan. He said that those who kill many people on earth are treated very well . And are given the chance, an opportunity, to enter the seventh-gate. He said that when Hitler committed suicide in his bunker. He, in actuality, entered the seventh-gate and thus would live in the grand palace of the kingdom of hell. Agaton mentioned that he was there, with Hitler, on that fateful day that Hitler committed suicide. Agaton said that he allowed the seventh-gate to appear, and thus, Hitler walked through it. A hero for the accomplishments that he had done while on earth.14
Agaton stressed that no one could gain access to the seventh gate without his acknowledgement. The only way to enter the gate was through murder and/or suicide.15
Patrick then asked, "Agaton, has anyone else been allowed to enter the seventh gate". And Agaton responded, "YES". Patrick then asked, "Who else has entered the seventh gate". And Agaton said, "Jeffrey Dahmer." He said that, although Jeffery had been killed in prison, minutes before he died , he allowed the seventh gate to appear; thus Jeffery Dahmer's spirit walked through , and became a hero for the accomplishments that he had done while on earth.16
While I was writing every letter and word that was being spelled out, only confused thoughts and questions raced through my mind. I kept asking myself, "What is this seventh gate?", "What does it look like?" ." A grand palace of hell?". All of these questions were terrifying to some degree, but also very fascinating. I wanted details, I wanted more descriptions, I wanted to know more than what Agaton was telling us. But something inside me did also not want to know. Something inside me was telling me that this information that Agaton was telling us would eventually cost a price. A deadly price, and indeed my gut-feeling was correct. On the night of December 21, 1992, my wishes would come true. I would see more than what I wanted to see. I would learn more about the gate, than what I wanted to know. And the price of acquiring this information would be deadly. So deadly that the visions, and nightmares would haunt me to this very day.17
After several hours of questions, we ended our contact with Agaton. This new information that we acquired was more then what we could handle at the present moment. The information regarding the seventh gate absolutely fascinated all of us, especially Patrick. He asked to hold the notebooks that contained the information that we received during the night. Without hesitation, I handed Patrick the notebooks and told Patrick and my best friend Lars that I would see them tomorrow. As they both walked out the front door, and walked slowly home. I could only wonder if they, like myself, were thinking about this seventh gate. It seemed that our evil comic-book character was taking shape and form. Agaton was coming to life.18
December 21 : It was mid-afternoon when Patrick and Lars arrived at my house. Everyone seemed to be in high spirits, especially Patrick. Everyone, including myself, was eager to make contact with Agaton. Patrick handed me the notebooks that he borrowed over-night, and we proceeded to my room. As we entered my room, the smoke from the incense filled the air. My ouija board laid in the center of my floor, ready to be used. It was 12:30pm, and we all were ready to make contact with Agaton. With notebook and pencil in hand, Patrick and Lars would proceed to make contact.19
With a glossy glazed look in Patrick's eyes, he began to ask for the spirit Agaton. The planchette slowly circled the board once, and then proceeded toward the word "YES". With contact established, Patrick began to ask further questions.20
"Agaton, tell me more about this seventh gate", the planchette slowly circled the board and then moved faster, increasing in speed. Agaton began to explain in detail , the seventh gate.21
Agaton told us that the seventh gate existed in the shadows of our realm. That even though we could not see the gate, with our mortal eyes, that it was there before us. He explained that the shadows of our world concealed nine actual gates. But the seventh could only be accessed through him, and that it was the gate to the hierarchy of the grand palace of hell. He continued to say that many have gained accessed to this gate by their deeds on this earth. He then said that hell is expanding everyday, and that numbers who arrive fluctuate, depending on the events going on in the world. He said that the greatest number of souls that arrived, was during world war II; but only a limited few were ever given access to the seventh gate.22
He then told us that since he confided with us each day, he would give us the privilege of seeing this gate. He warned us that whatever we saw, was to be kept to ourselves, and that under no circumstances were we to enter, or try to enter the gate once it appeared. He said that we were not worthy enough to enter and that the only way to gain entry into the gate was through murder and/or suicide.23
Agaton then gave us instructions to follow; he said to go to the barn that was located just behind the big hill, just past the bridge, on thunder road.24
He said that once we arrived, to contact him, and he would allow us access to see the seventh gate.25
The barn that Agaton mentioned was located three miles from my house. And here we stood, it was our moment of truth. I stood there thinking of the many months that we contacted Agaton. The two notebooks of information that we obtained. The daily gathering that we would have at my house each and every day. And now this; this was definitly our moment of truth. I can only compare the feelings that I had at that time with the movie, "Stand By Me". The movie about the four boys who set out on an adventure to see a dead body. But this was no movie, this was real life; and the worst decision we would ever make in our lives.26
Patrick, Lars, and I decided it would be best to leave when it was dark. Although a voice inside of me was saying that we should go now, during the day. I was more than sure that Lars and Patrick would object to that. I told Lars and Patrick to come back at my house around 10:30pm. In the meantime, I would get a nap, smoke a few cigarettes, and think about what Agaton had said. "That even though we could not see the gate, with our mortal eyes, that it was there before us."27
It was exactly 10: 25pm, when Patrick and Lars showed up at my house. It was a moment like no other; It would eventually be the last and final time that all three of us would be standing here together. It seemed funny to me, how just nine months ago, we didn't even know who Agaton was. And three months ago, we did not take the information that Agaton had given us, very seriously. He was our evil comic-book character that we confided in. And tonight we stood here, at my house, more serious than ever. We were about to see one of the nine gates that existed in the shadows of our world. This night would also be the last night that we would ever make contact with Agaton.28
It was 10:45pm when we arrived at the location. Patrick grabbed his jacket from the back seat of my car; Lars grabbed the ouija bord and the notebook that I wrote in; And I would grab a beer, cigarette,and flashlight; we proceeded to walk down the road a little ways, before jumping the barbed wire fence.29
When we jumped the fence, we proceeded onward to the top of the hill. As we approached the top, I could sense somewhat of a nervous anticipation in the air. I didn't know if it was excitement or fear that drove us onward. I just know that paranoia had begun to set in. Lars would keep saying that he saw something running across the field and that maybe we should turn back. My response to Lars was: "Lars, If everything that Agaton has said over the past six to seven months are true, tonight will confirm that. If Agaton does not show us the seventh gate tonight, that's if it really exist, then that would only mean that all the information that Agaton has given us is a hoax. A lie, a big-fat nothing; and that we have simply waisted our time with all of this. We have to go on, we have to see this for ourselves". Lars then nodded in agreement, and so we pressed onward30
As we stood on the top of the hill, we could see the faint out-line of the barn below. It would be another ten minutes before we finally reached it.31
When we finally reached the barn, we stood in the entrance-way taking notice of the enormous amount of hay and rustic farming equipment that was inside.There seemed to be stalls for cattle and other farm animals, but nothing seemed unusual. The barn seemed to have been abandoned by its owners' for some time.We also took notice of the building structure, itself. It seemed as if the barn would collapse at any given moment; this was a very old structure, and if given the right-amount of force, I am sure the wind could have blown it down.32
We took some pieces of old wood that had fallen from certain parts of the barn and proceeded to make a fire. We gathered some hay, and in a matter of no time, we had a decent fire going. Enough to illuminate the entire inside portion of the barn. As I kept throwing pieces of wood into the fire, the shadows danced across the rear wall of the barn. As I stood there watching the shadows dance in their playful manner and thinking about what Agaton had mentioned: "that the seventh gate existed in the shadows of our realm"; Patrick and Lars proceeded to make contact with Agaton.33
With a glossy glazed look in Patrick's eyes, he began to ask for the spirit Agaton. The planchette slowly circled the board once, and then proceeded toward the word "YES". With contact established, Patrick began to ask his one and final question.34
In a loud and commanding voice, he proceeded, "AGATON, SHOW US THE SEVENTH GATE." The planchetted circled the board twice, then violently went to the letters, S-E-V-E-N-T-H_______G-A-T-E___ and then went to the word, "YES".35
As I stood there watching the shadows dance in their playful manner and thinking about what Agaton had mentioned: "that the seventh gate existed in the shadows of our realm." I began to see the shadows taking shape. They began to unify, I stood there in shock, as I watched the impossible happen. Shadow after shadow began to unify, joining one to another. They began to form, twist and shape into something that is relatively impossible. There I stood gazing at what would be known as the seventh gate. The gate that Agaton controlled.36
I shouted from the top of my lungs, "LOOK!" and pointed in the direction of the rear of the barn wall. And as I did that, I could hear Lars say, "Oh MY GOD!". Patrick wanted to break contact, but the planchette quickly spelled out words. Agaton proceeded to say:37
PATRICK ENTER THE GATE. PATRICK ENTER THE GATE. PATRICK ENTER THE GATE38
These words spelled out repeatedly, over and over.39
Patrick suddenly broke out into a hysterical laughter, and then said in a maddening shout, " I MUST ENTER THE GATE"!40
I yelled "NO, DON'T GO NEAR THE GATE! , "Agaton said that under no circumstances were we to enter, or try to enter the gate once it appeared. He said that we were not worthy enough to enter and that the only way to gain entry into the gate was through murder and/or suicide. Patrick, "NO!"41
And when I said that, Patrick made a mad dash towards the stack of wood that was burning. He kicked it, and when he did, the embers and pieces of wood that was on fire suddenly began to spread to other parts of the barn.42
Lars ran outside; he was telling me to come on, we have to get out of here. We have seen the seventh gate, we know it exists, let's just go!43
I stood there in shock. I was looking at something that was relatively impossible, but yet, I was seeing it with my own eyes. The flames licked away at the sides of the barn. It would be just a matter of minutes before the barn would collapse. And what I said to Patrick will always be etched into memory; I said:44
" Patrick, let's go! The gate is real, I have seen it with my own eyes, Lars has seen it with his own eyes, and you have seen it with your own eyes. There is nothing else to prove, it is all very real. Agaton was indeed telling us the truth. Now come on lets go! The barn will collapse in a matter of minutes!45
As I ran outside to where Lars was, I could hear a loud and awful scream come from Patrick. The last words that Patrick would ever say:46
AGATON!!47
And in a matter of moments the barn, engulfed in flames, had collapsed. That night Lars and I ran as fast as our legs would carry us. And it seemed as if we ran forever.48
For the next several weeks thoughts of what happened would run through my mind. Every shadow that I would see would bring back pictures of what I saw that night. The seventh gate, I had seen it, and it terrified me. For the next several days, weeks, months, I slept with the light on. I was too terrified of the shadows that would dance across my walls, and that lingered in the corners of my room. No matter how much I try to forget, I will always remember what Agaton said.49
"that the seventh gate existed in the shadows of our realm. That even though we could not see the gate, with our mortal eyes, that it was there before us. He explained that the shadows of our world concealed nine actual gates. But the seventh could only be accessed through him, and that it was the gate to the hierarchy of the grand palace of hell."
