Listen, Jack, here's the deal. In Revelation 8, the seven angels of God blow their seven trumpets. We start off with an angel offering up incense to God, and then we get a literal hailstorm of fire and blood. It's like something out of a horror movie, no malarkey. My father used to say, "We've never seen anything like this before". And he was right. Then we get hail and fire mixed with blood, and one-third of the earth is burned up - I'm not joking. Then we get a burning mountain thrown into the sea - like, whoa! And then another angel blows the second trumpet, and a great mountain with fire is thrown into the sea - like a volcano! See here, Jack - one-third of the sea is turned to blood, and one-third of the creatures in the sea die. What was that? Then an angel blows the third trumpet, and a great star falls from heaven and it's name is Wormwood, so that one-third of all the freshwater is poisoned. Or uh, you know, you don't want to drink that. Not gonna happen! I tell you what - it gets worse and worse. Then the fourth angel blows his trumpet, and one-third of the sun, moon and stars are darkened. That's like a solar eclipse, folks! Literally. The fifth angel blows his trumpet and turns the bottomless pit loose on the earth, and then we get locusts with tails like scorpions. Excuse me, but that's bad. And then the sixth angel blows his trumpet and four angels are released to kill one-third of mankind. It's like something out of the dark ages. That's why I'm telling you, Revelation 8 is a wild ride.