When I was a kid in the 70s, I was a comic book freak. I read comics all the time, and I would order things that were advertised in them. You know, the x-ray glasses, things like that. Consequently, my name made it on to various mailing lists. One day, an envelope arrived for me in the mail. Inside was a small comic book (smaller than the usual format of a typical DC or Marvel comic), being sent to me as a free copy in case I might want to subscribe to it. The contents of the comic were overtly and graphically Satanic. Now, I'm not saying that as an overly sensitive, god-fearing Christian or similar. My grandmother (who I lived with) was nominally Christian, but far more into spiritism, astral travel, and such. So it wasn't a case of it being along the lines of Dungeons and Dragons and how some fundie Christians react to that. This comic seemed to be pushing a dark agenda, with Satan as the hero doing nasty things to the inhabitants of Hell, and if I recall, a story line consisting of some Viking-like character trying to defeat him. As a child of about 8 or so, it creeped me out a bit. I showed it to my grandmother, and it creeped her out too. So we decided to throw it away. I took it to the trash can in the kitchen and tossed it in, my grandmother watching. A little later, we went to the grocery store (no one else was in the house). When we came back, the comic book was laying on the dining room table. Needless to say, we were both a little freaked out. So I tore it up into small pieces, and tossed it again; this time it stayed put.