Heaven Hell & Purgatory

Chapter 1

  "Do you know why you've been sent here, Amy?" Asked a man named March, he was sitting in a black, leather, office swivel chair that had a square back and wheels. They were sitting in his office, there were three walls that were black with a hint of grey blotches. March was wearing a black and white suit with a black tie like what secret agents wear. He had short black hair, he had brown eyes, he was sitting behind a clear desk. On the clear desk was a brand-new laptop, it was black as well, the only other thing that was on the desk was a nameplate, engraved on the nameplate was "March Black".

Under his name was engraved "Director of the first level of Hell". The reason that there were only three walls was because there was an open space. Through that open space March was able to see into hell, Amy was shy and slightly embarrassed. She just stared at the nameplate, shook her head and quietly said, "no". March went on to say "you need to look at me when I tell you why". Amy was sitting in a square black chair that didn't have wheels, it just sat still. She was wearing blue jeans, a black short-sleeved shirt and cowboy boots. Amy slowly grabbed some strands of her brown, beach-wavy hair that was a little bit past her shoulders and pushed it behind her ear on the right side of her head.

She then looked up at March silently, March paused for a minute. He then put his pen down that he was playing with and said "there are two reasons, the first being because someone murdered you. Which in itself is not a sentence to Hell as a matter of fact it should be a straight shot to Heaven but we can discuss that at a later time. We will also discuss who and why in a little bit. The second is because of your sadistic thoughts and the harm that you plotted onto other people around you. And finally a little bit because of your potty mouth. Do you remember anything before sitting in that chair?" Amy just shook her head no.

March continued, "you and your kids were in the house, there was a knock at the door. You opened it, and then an asshole named Arnold Goot hit you in the head with an aluminum baseball bat. He then drug you to the back of the house, proceeded to chop your body up so that all of you would fit into a doughnut box. After that, when he knew your husband was home, he put the box on the doorstep and knocked on the door. He also put a note on the box with a knife stuck to it, the note read "you know who killed her, come find me." He just killed you to kill you. Now for the second reason, you've plotted to kill, dismember and just cause unneeded bodily harm onto others and yourself. Of course you have also cussed over a trillion times while you were alive".

March gave Amy the look of "really that's all?", and "are you kidding me?" Amy bashfully shrugged her shoulders then spoke, "by the way, why is your name March?" He took a deep breath, let it go and said, "when my mother was pregnant with me and she found out I was a boy, and boy was she was pissed off about that. Since she only wanted girls, she told the doctor, "my son is going to go to Hell and I will be as evil as I can by naming him, Mark but the spelling will be March." Amy gave him a slight smile, he then picked up the phone, pushed a button and said, "Teresa, she's ready to head into the first area."

He then put the phone down, looked at Amy and said, "you're off to your first set of punishments, now goodbye." All of a sudden, Amy was standing in front of a conveyor belt. The belt was black, there was nothing coming yet so she looked up. Everywhere around her was different shades of red, ranging from black to a bright orange. Behind her was black, the shadows, nothingness. Now you really didn't want to go to or get sent to the shadows and nothingness. For there was an angry, soul-hungry creature that lived there, the creature stared at and stalked every soul in Hell. Amy, from her point of view was on the right side of the area, there were lots of belts and souls in the area where she was.

They were all scared of one of the many soul rippers. The one in this area was not only mean and cruel but he had a whip with razor-blade like hooks on the end and anytime any soul did something he didn't like he whipped them. All the soul rippers dressed like Pharos in black, when the soul ripper was walking away from Amy, she decided to slowly look behind her. What she saw was now an imprint on her soul, out of all the darkness she saw beady, angry-color changing eyes and she heard heavy, angry breathing. Amy quickly turned back around in udder fear. That's when she noticed that the conveyor belt was full of hot freshly made axe components.

She started putting together these hot sharp axes without any protection for her hands in fear of the creature in the darkness and afraid that the soul rippers would whip her. On the belt across the alley from her there was a soul who was having to continuously burn their fingers and hands by molding hot, melted caramel into little squares. Every soul was naked with no protection from their work. Amy was then forced by some unknown force to get on the hot conveyer belt with caramel on it and go through the machine that flattened and stretched the caramel the belt was so hot it burned her soul.

Her soul was able to heal itself every five seconds, but it still burned worse than burning skin. When she came out of the stretcher, she came out into another area, it was hotter, the souls had black heavy clothes on. The clothing items were much like items someone would wear in the winter. Amy couldn't tell what they were working on but she somehow came out holding her one-year-old daughter Stacy. Amy was protecting Stacy from the hot belt by laying her child on top of herself. There were children probably around the age of five or six, across the alley this time. The kids were putting together cribs, bassinets and other things for infants and toddlers to sleep in and play in.

That was the smallest, least punishing job in all of Hell. As she finally got herself and Stacy off the conveyor, she brought Stacy over to the area with the cribs. She put her daughter in the play item built just for her, and Stacy got sent back to Earth to try life again. Stacy's play item was a pack and play, and it was filled with stuffed care bears, my little pony dolls and fairy dolls of all colors. The child even put fairy dust in it for Stacy. After Stacy got sent away March suddenly appeared.