The Gates of Hell

Putin fell asleep, exhausted, worrying about failure. His failure, that this self-possessed power monger feared would padlock the gates of heaven closed. Knowing Hell could be his destiny, he fitfully tossed about. He envisioned President Kamala with her Dalmatian puppy strolling across the White House lawn eating skittles. Feeling smug with this scenario, Vladimir suddenly saw the form of God sitting astride a white horse draped with the Ukrainian flag. God pointed toward a fiery pit. There a common tyrant stood, none other than the Nazi, Hitler crushed, pouring Russian vodka slaving over the flame. Putin's visions then turned quite grainy.