The door was black, laying helplessly at the end of the long narrow corridor. My eyes glanced around at the empty space which seemed to be deserted, but nothing was too be seen in the pitch black plasma which was quickly suffocating me, leaving my struggling for breathe. A large cold handle longed for the palm of my hand, and with the slightest touch, it quickly opened.
My jaw dropped at the scene I was now obliged to witness. People hanging from ropes amongst the endlessly high ceilings, chained to metal poles, throwing themselves down flights of stairs directly in view of my new-found position. My mind is instantly blown away with endless questions of insanity, yet I cannot urge myself to take another step towards the illogical episode which now lay before me.
I look below my feet, and my cream ballet slippers have been drowned in a thick layers of red, ill-conceived liquid. Jumping, a single desperate scream scorched my ears, from a world I could only imagine was there, somewhere, how long does this torture go on for?
My eyes gazed into the distance longingly for hope, yet I am slowly drawn to a nearby wall, and in written in blood lay these words "Hell is empty and all the devils are here."
The room still lay dark.
Forcing myself, I perambulate up the single clean pathway which my eyes can conceive, yet the smell of rotten blood still lingers deep under my nose. I pause.
"Can no one see me?"
I run towards a teenage girl; with thick brown shoulder length hair, and dark hazel eyes you could view from miles away. I began tugging at the chains attached to her wrists, desperate to release her from the certain death which roamed hours if not minutes away. She didn't even budge.
"Welcome" says a voice barging through the door I previously entered, making me startle slightly at the colossus noise and figure which was now drawn upon my presence. I turned, engrossing myself in the sight of the creature, whilst my heart violently pounded within my chest, making my body weak from pain.
"Erm, I believe I am lost sir" I slowly mumble, whilst I signal towards the tormenting sights which have begun to surround me.
"Oh my darling, you are not lost, see I was expecting you, your in the place you thoroughly deserve to be" he exclaims, gradually strolling closer and closer to me as he speaks every word. My chest begins to tighten, my finger start to shake, my mind is ready to obliterate, and he says...
"Welcome to hell."
