The five of us had to play a game. If you loose, you get sent to hell
We had 20 mins from start to finish to play this mind game. Each game was a solitary game, never the same. Each game was particularly designed for the player. And it was a very hard riddle, puzzle, game for each person.
Once in hell, we were each given a job/place. Some of us had some cushiony jobs, and some of us were sent to be tortured constantly . However, even the cushiony jobs were scattered with their own lvl of torture.
One of my friends were sent to be a cook. When he arrived at the place he was supposed to be, in order to enter you had to fill a container of blood to get in. Blood was a form of currency down there. It's not like you have a market to buy it. The only place to put the blood in was a small meat grinder hole in the floor that said, "Enter meat/blood here". It was obvious that the price to get in was a sacrifice.
The more you were there, the more you lost your mind. A little girl came into the butcher shop looking for her new role. She couldnt have been more than 7 years old. My friend took the opportunity and faked that he worked there and told her that she would have to get her footprint scanned in order to get it. She obliged and he guided her foot into the hole. It ground her foot to nothing but bone. She smiled the whole time. Not resisting as it ground her foot and sucked the blood right out of her. It wasn't enough, he pulled out her bloody nub and put in the other foot. The whole time she was looking at him with no emotion. She was just glad someone was willing to help her. By the time the other foot was gone, she had passed out from pain and blood loss and my friend was greeted with the amount of blood and flesh to get inside his position. It never said it had to be HIS blood after all. The girl would be used like this until there was nothing left of her then she would be restored to whole and spend her eternity being someone else's sacrifice.
The next friend spent his whole life dodging an evil train. A train that had no laws of physics. If he stood still for just a moment, this train would find him and plow him down at an unbelievable speed. However, this train was not any train. It was an evil creature train that could go anywhere without tracks. Even if you were on the 30th floor of a skyscraper, it would plow through the walls in mid air and take him down and everyone else in its path. The pain was excruciating. You would go through every sensation with no release till the point of your soul being ripped apart then it was start all over again. He could NOT stay still at all. Never, for all eternity with no rest.
We were ushered by old ladies that had the ability to usher us on gold floating railroad tracks . Their curse was they could NEVER sit down, never rest. The usher i had looked to be at least 90 years old. She cried non stop out of the pain of never sitting down, never resting, never getting relief.
My job was to constantly relive a hero's failed attempts at saving an entire college from a unrealistic disaster. A plane crash into the academy and scorch everyone, a flood that drown us all. A crazy demon on the loose torturing and killing everyone. I couldn't run away, i couldn't hide. I was the beacon of light to everyone and expected to save them all . The entities attacking us came after me first. Acknowledging that my failure would result in killing everyone. I had to deal with the screams and cries of thousands as i personally got them killed. Over and over again. Each reset, i remembered EVERYTHING as they did not. And i was given the gift of OVER EMPATHY. Which made me feel EVERY emotion of EACH individual as they seen their life about to be taken away very painfully. This was more than one soul could take, which resulted in ripping my soul apart a thousand times with each reset. Some days we had 20-50 resets in a "day" whatever a day means down here. . .
My friend Will's job was to sit in a comfy theatre room and watch movies non stop. He loved this the first day. After that, he was never the same. You see, he was catered to every movie that showed. He was there with a demon that kept him fed and comfortable. He had it bad. He was constantly hungry and craved steak, eggs, Italian, etc. With each movie, a different meal was made. He did not get a break, he did not get to sleep. Each meal that he recieved was made from the flesh of someone he loved dearly. He had to undergo the realization AFTER each meal he ate which broke his heart and tore his soul. He retained all memories of how tired and exhausted he is, but with no eyelids and complete muscle atrophy, he was not allowed to rest or sleep. The only thing he didn't remember was what the food was made from. Only AFTER he ate the entire meal, he not only found out what the meal consisted of, but he remembered ALL HIS PREVIOUS MEALS AND THEIR CONTENTS which led to tearing his soul. This would go on forever and ever to no end.
One of my friends was placed in an elevator with tiny holes on the floor. With every floor he went down, metal glowing hot spikes came up from the floor. Slowly and bringing up the heat in the elevator to the point it was too hot to breathe. There was no where to hide, eventually these rod hot spikes made their way into his feet, then up his legs, torso, chest piercing his lungs, then up his throat and into his brain. Burning his insides and cauterizing his wounds so his life was sustained until they perched up and out of his skull. Once he died, he immediately was back being ushered into the elevator and not realizing what it was until the doors closed and he was trapped. This would go on for all eternity.
