Based on the spontaneous and hair-raising, Johnny’s verbal testimony, a former guerilla who belonged and spent almost 13 years inside many of the Farc fronts, In Hell, summarizes and records for historic memory, experiences of a Colombian peasant guy, who was 12-year-old, when he left his mother’s home, for being engaged to the oldest Latinamerican irregular armed and subversive organization.

       Johnny’s narration articulates the dramatic and exciting storm of facts, hidden or masked, about the daily events happened inside harsh Leninist systems, as the cultivated since Farc’s birth, by its instigator and founder, former oil ist and Colombian Communist Central Committee Party’s member, Luis Alberto Morantes, a. Jacobo Arenas.

    This is a short excerpt of In Hell:

    And Leoni assured:

    —I closed my eyes to avoiding see her face, while I took this woman from her hair—

     —One....Two....Three!—

     We followed Alonso orders. Astonished I heard the guttural sound of the death, expelled by her wounded throat. By instinct I lifted the extreme of the rope. The heavy lifeless body fell down over a piece of a tree, as sooner as Leoni lifted her hair, and nauseated vomited all that his stomach had inside.

     With the diabolic sight aimed over the naked corpse, and without astonishing, Alonso added:

    —I took you here so you could get used to it.... If you were here with your mother and she screwed up, you would kill her too—

    We were trembled because it was the first time that we killed somebody—

    And now we had to kill Walter the retarded kid, who tied-up had been looking on with horror. He was sweating profusely, and even tough he was tied up and had a nose around his neck, he struggled for survival and wrestled with great strength.  During the court-martial I knew that Walter was born in la Vereda Patios of Baraya Huila, so I was concerned because he could some of my father relatives.

    Alonso inquired:

    —What ´s up my friends? ...Are not you strong enough?... Pull harder!... Pull harder!....Tighten the rope!!!!—

    We tightened with so much strength. Walter died. Alonso took the knife and cut off his right arm, while his corpse was pending of the ropes still. The body was warm, so blood drained out of it.