An Atheist's Resolve

I woke up today later than usual. I had hoped to have waken up before 10, but I force myself to sleep 8 hours before getting out of bed. Short story short, I went to sleep at 3:00 am. I had a rather disturbing dream last night. In it I was constantly forsaking the name of God (I'm an Atheist, although don't know why I was doing that). When I walked into my room, I was greeted by none other than Death. He talked to me about how so many people that curse God's name wind up in Hell. He flat out told me that it was too late for me. I already bought myself a one way ticket there. The last thing I remember before waking up was this feeling that Satan himself was standing behind me. Upon waking up, I was really effing paranoid. I gave it a good thought before realizing it was only a dream. Upon this realization, I shrugged it off and went on with my day. Sure made me think twice about religion. That in itself terrifies me more than the dream ever will. It's not easy not having a God.