1297. When he was left freely in the heaven of spirits, and was even still in the company of his own hellish spirits-those who killed innocent people with poison-he spread around a poisonous atmosphere. Then whatever he did, those around him were more or less inflated by him and made to think different thoughts. Everyone lamented, also, that he was inspiring them with some of his hatred, secretly distorting their goodness into evil. His aura was such that unless he was prompted to reflect on it, he did not know that it went out from him and thus filled the realm of spirits around me, and even myself, in this way. He enjoyed this, because it magnified him, and put him in charge, so to speak.