MyFirst TikTok LIVE collective story

Chapter 1

I stay there, in front of her, as a statue not knowing what to say, not knowing why I was here. I knew what would be the outcome and I didn't like it.

"I'm scared. To be honest, I'm not even sure why I came here, I'm sorry it was a stupid idea."

I said while leaving. I knew she wouldn't let me leave like that, but I didn't really have any other choice.

"You can't come in here and say something like that without explaining anything to me and leave. Tell me, I need to know now more than ever."

I really didn't know why I came, I felt as if I had to be here, but when it actually came to speaking, nothing came.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you myself, I don't know."

She looked at me with those eyes I knew far too well what they meant.

"I know you won't let it go, but I'm telling you, it's not that easy."

"Everything has a purpose, you didn't just mindlessly come here, you did something."

"You know I did, and... It's about him..."

"What did you do?"

She was so serious, I knew she understood the gravity of the situation.

"..."

I was mustering my courage.

"I... I sent him to hell..."

"Not again! And him of all people?"

"You know I can't fully control it..."

"But him? This will be an entirely different kind of hell for you..."

"... We already talked about it..."

"Yes, yes; 'very few people actually deserve to go to hell' I know..."

"But you do it anyway."

"It's a power I don't fully control and you know it."

"I'm disappointed... Really disappointed in you right now..."

"Why did you think I didn't want to tell you anything?"

"You have the power to send people to paradise or hell and it's always to hell that you send them."

"My father always oversees it to make sure my judgment isn't tainted."

"Saint Peter won't always be there to catch your mistakes..."

"I know, I know..."

"And you know what we'll have to do right now, right?"

"Why do you think I came to you?"

"Fair... Let's go to hell then."

"I hate going there..."

I complained.

"Then stop sending angels and children down there..."

"My father agreed with me."

"For the last time, or probably not, it's not that he agrees with you, it's that he's trying to make you more responsible, own up to your own mistakes. And he knows I'm there to put you back on the right path."

"If he wanted me to be more responsible, shouldn't he give me a possibility to go to hell by myself?"

"You know there is more than one way to be responsible, knowing your own limitations is one of them. By coming to me, you are being responsible."

I sighted. Being in a literal white room didn't help with any of that. At least when it's in a room with different shapes and textures, I can say I got distracted, or, to be more accurate, I could actually be distracted by it. But in a celestial white room, there's nothing to do, I have no other choice but to listen or at least pretend to listen. I sighted again.

"Okay, let's go..."

She looked at me with exasperation.

"You know what to do."

"Lead the way."

And so we left for another stupid adventure to hell. He could stay there for all I cared.