Donald Trump is the savior of mankind

    - Here you will have an excellent stimulant.
    Now Donald had to work. He was brutally beaten, urging him, and he was forced to drag an unbearable burden. Here he knew another measure of suffering, and they overwhelmed his heart. The most important thing was the total meaninglessness of the work done, they were forced to carry lumps in a circle, and then to raise them to the top, and after descending. And so continuously. In addition, the devils actively poured hot coals, nails and broken glass under their feet, behind Donald there were burned, bloody traces of bare feet. He seemed countless numbers, once fell, but then the impact of the neutron whip made him rise. From the touch of a stream of elementary particles a cramp was beating, she was so excruciating that I could not move through.
   "Well, like a working monkey." - The devil asked. - This is also just flowers, ahead of you expecting the torture is much worse. In particular, do you want to experience a split?
    - What is it like? - Asked the voice of the sufferer Donald.
    The bouncing whistled:
    - To suffer immediately in several hypostases. We will divide you into several parts, and you will get a much more diverse range of sensations.
    Trump collecting the remains of courage replied:
    - No, I do not want such joy.
    - And who will ask you. - The devil took out the likeness of the ray, put it on Donald Trump and pulled the trigger.
    The next moment, Donald felt that he had two bodies. One still heaved a heavy load, and the other hung on the cross. And in that and in another case the absolute fullness of sensations was preserved.
    Young Trump felt in the nails, nailed, the body became heavy, as the blocks were tied to stone blocks. In order not to suffocate at all, he had to pull himself up. On his head was a spiny wreath. He was dreadfully digging into the skull, increasing suffering. Each sigh was accompanied by painful spasms. And at the same time he continued to tear, dragging not a lifting lump. It is difficult to say that it causes great suffering, but when it superimposes one on another, then it turns out such a feast of flesh.
    "Well, how do you like it?" - At the same time asked him two features.
    Donald shook his head.
    The devils, again cutting the tympanic ears with a blunt saw, squealed sourly:
    "But we can intensify torture, let's have three hypostases at once." And you were a student, therefore, you need that more sophisticated and technogenic.
    Before Donald could blink an eye, how his body was pressed into a plate. Then Donald Trump felt the weight of the spaceship. He dashed all the guts, cracked bones, several ribs burst. Then the signal for the start sounded and the nozzles flashed, the plasma heated up to many millions degrees burned the flesh. When such a feeling of unbearable heat is so hot that the smallest particle of the body was pierced by every cell, pierced, burned. Then the starship broke away, flew up, for a moment it became easier, but as soon as Donald Trump had managed to catch his breath, as the ship exploded, and debris fell on him.
    - Bravo! He uttered the devil, clapping his hands. - This is called the eternal start.
    Then the spaceship arose again, again the steps of the superheated fire burned, then the take-off and again the fall. The sensation of unusualness for a moment eclipsed the previous incarnations of hell. Then Donald Trump again began to perceive all at once.
    The descent of hell, releasing purulent drooling, asked:
    - Do you want to add a fourth or enough?
    - Of course, enough, I'm crazy! - In Donald, and so from the anguish of the psyche reached the limit.
    The devil giggled rudely:
    "No, you're not going crazy, it would reduce your suffering." Your flesh is a sensitive youthful body, but we are able to change its parameters and move yours to some other hypostasis. Do you want to experiment?
    "Let me go, please!" - With a groan, whispered the tortured forms of Donald Trump.
    The elder over demons lapped like boiling water in a cauldron where sinners cook:
    - Well, I do not! With you this is not enough. Whom to turn you into - I think a meteorite.
    Donald Trump was tossed to the top. He remained himself and at the same time felt like a lump of stone. Chaotically, jumping from side to side, he moved in a vacuum. And here the suffering was unbearable. A lot of stars burned it with various rays, from simple rays to X-rays.
    But the alpha and gamma rays were especially painful. Parts of his body, then heated, then on the contrary cooled. The surface cracked, whole pieces fell off, and at the same time it was cooled by dead airless space, and the lungs seemed to be about to burst from lack of oxygen.
    Donald Trump completely suffered, turning into a stone, he did not lose sensitivity. Sometimes it fell into small fragments from other meteors or he ran into sharp fragments of satellites. And it also caused unbearable suffering.
    "Oh God, save me from these maniacs, to what their wild imagination has come to." Well, it was not already horny who could think of such a thing.
    And the devils continued to build faces. Allowing to digest fourfold increased agony.
    Here, the meteorite body became attracted by a giant planet. Donald Trump was scared, but he could not even move, the flesh even feels everything, but absolutely helpless. Donald flew into the dense layers of the atmosphere, its surface melted, then the body began to evaporate, it just burned in the atmosphere. This became an additional stimulus in the ocean of exercises. Finally the car finally annihilated and Donald Trump emerged in space. The carousel of torture continued.