Dear Diary, Hell is Magical Girls.  The golden idols of truth, love, and justice. Whose saccharine smiles spread like mold over every screen and surface imaginable. Whose siren songs hypnotize humanity into mass hysteria. When they walk onstage the entire world cheers in unconditional surrender. They have everyone trapped in the dark, mesmerized by their shining light. But I know what the light can hide. I'm not fooled by the pretty pictures. I know what they really are. They’re out of time. H.