Vision:
A vision of a black sickle and it was cutting people down.
Prophecy:
During prayer the Lord kept saying, "Lets go, Lets go, Lets go, Reymundo."
I asked Him, "Where are We going Lord?"
The Lord said, "We are going to Heaven. We just have to finish this job, this little job."
Vision:
Then He showed me a balloon, and I saw the Lord's Finger poke the balloon, and as the balloon was about to burst. The vision stopped.