SATANISM! The body arches in two peaks, goes level, Then rigors into mortis, as the door Squeals slowly open, to reveal the Devil. The Devil pauses next to the cadaver, Picks up a flaming rattlesnake to light His thin cheroot, then crosses to palaver With Mad Dog: "Son, you know, the guy was right: You stung and scorched him with the power of hoodoo." "Not me," says Mad Dog. "I don't have those powers." "I beg to differ," says the Devil. "You do. You've cursed a soul, and now you're one of ours."