Heaven, Hell, and the Celestials Who Populate Them

VATICAN ARCHIVE

TRANSCRIPT

From a YouTube Video Originally Posted August 1, 2021

By Chloe Jane Decker, Los Angeles, California, USA

NOTE: THIS TRANSCRIPT IS RESTRICTED AND SHOULD NOT BE COPIED OR DISTRIBUTED WITHOUT WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM THE VATICAN ARCHIVIST.

Uh, hi there. My name is Chloe Decker and welcome to my first ever YouTube video. Uh, feel free to hit the "like" button if you like this. If you want to hear more of what I have to say, make sure to subscribe. Thanks.

Before I get into the subject of this podcast, I want to say that I don't know how many of these I'll be able to make. There are some big things happening right now and I may have to move to … to somewhere not of this earthly plane. [Sigh.] Yeah, I know how crazy that sounds. Just bear with me here.

[Pause. Sound of subject shifting in a chair. Sound of water being gulped from a glass.]

And I'm not sure whether this video is going to last all that long, anyway. I'm sure that I'll be reported for a violation of the TOS or for heresy or for something. I'm posting this because I feel like I need to. Humanity needs to hear this. [Sigh.] Not that anybody is going to believe me. Still, I have to try.

If I can save one person from Hell, it will be worth it.

Okay. Back to me. I'm nearly 40 years old. [NOTE: BIRTH DATE 06 NOVEMBER 1981] For the past 20 years, I've been employed by the Los Angeles Police Department, most recently as a Homicide Detective. I was divorced but am now widowed. [NOTE: FORMER SPOUSE DANIEL ESPINOZA, DIED 30 JANUARY 2020] I am the single mother of one daughter. [NOTE: DAUGHTER BEATRICE ("TRIXIE") ESPINOSA, BIRTH DATE 01 MARCH 2008]

About five years ago, during a homicide investigation [NOTE: SEE FILE, MURDER OF DELILAH, 25 JANUARY 2016] I came into contact with a man known as Lucifer Morningstar. [NOTE: SEE FILE, MORNINGSTAR, LUCIFER]

What you need to know is two things: one, Lucifer never lies. Ever. And two, he told me he was the Devil, here in Los Angeles for a long vacation after ruling Hell and overseeing the punishment of the souls damned there for all eternity.

[Pause.] [Sound of water being gulped from a glass.] [Heavy sigh.]

Yeah, I know. Crazy, right? I thought so, too, at first. Later I came to believe that it was some kind of elaborate metaphor that helped him to deal with what he admitted was a difficult childhood, a difficult relationship with his father.

Lucifer and I became close. Absolutely platonic at the time, I assure you. But there was something about him … [Sigh] Anyway, he became a civilian consultant to the LAPD and he quickly became my go-to consultant. My partner, I guess he was. For a bunch of reasons, I didn't have any partner, so it felt good to have somebody to come with me on cases, even if that somebody was crazy and self-absorbed and completely untrained in police procedures.

And he did things that I couldn't explain at the time. He was crazy strong, for one thing. And he had this trick where he would stare into peoples' eyes and get them to confess their deepest, darkest, desires. I saw him get shot and not get hurt. I didn't understand how he did all that. All he would say was "I'm the Devil." What was I supposed to do with that? [Sigh.]

For nearly three years I continued to deal with this … I don't know what to call it. Duality, maybe? He never lied. I could accept that. It was actually a relief to deal with somebody I could trust. But on the other hand, he was crazy. What he said didn't make any sense whatsoever. I had to balance these two sides of him and, believe me, it wasn't easy.

For three years I tried to accept him and his metaphors. Looking back, I would call that phase the "I don't understand you, and I don't believe you, but I accept you" phase. During that time, we became friends as well as partners. Maybe a little bit more than friends, I guess. But it wasn't like you're thinking. I had somebody else in my life, somebody serious. I was engaged to be married. [NOTE: SEE FILE, PIERCE, MARCUS] [Sigh.] It didn't work out, for a lot of reasons. Including the fact that my fiancée was a cold-blooded murderer.

But it wasn't just me. Lucifer went to Las Vegas and got married to a stripper. [NOTE: SEE FILE, MORNINGSTAR, CANDY] [Sigh.] It seemed that the closer we got to each other, the more one of us would pull away. We were stupid, I guess.

So, anyway, after three years of working with him and having this crazy on-again off-again relationship, we moved into the next phase. No, it's not what you're thinking. We weren't having sex. I wish, though—because that would have made it easier to accept. [Sigh.] [Sound of water being gulped from a glass.]

After three years I was in the next phase, which you could call the "I believe you, but I don't understand you and I certainly don't accept you" phase. I realized that he had been telling me the truth, that he was the Devil. Yeah, I know how that makes me sound. [Laughter.] Just another LA nutjob, right?

But don't click away just yet, okay? If you hear me out and get to the end of this video, you can always hit the "thumbs down" button. Just bear with me. Thanks.

I saw him and I knew he was the Devil. Just accept that. I did. Maybe it was a hallucination. Maybe I was going crazy. But after three years, I finally—finally—got to the point where I believed him. It all made sense. His strength, how he could get shot and not die, his crazy talk about angels and demons—it all made sense because I believed him. If that made me crazy, too, then so be it.

But as I said, I didn't understand then. And I certainly didn't accept it. In fact, I tried to kill him. [NOTE: SEE FILE, KINLEY, WILLIAM] But that didn't work out so well. We were kind of on the outs for a few months after that.

After about a year I entered the next phase in my relationship with Lucifer. I call it the "I believe you and I accept you for who you really are; I just don't understand what's going on" phase. That phase didn't last very long, because I soon came to understand what was really going on.

Which is the subject of this podcast.