The Little Girl

Chapter 4

I rapidly blinked my eyes to try and adjust to the light but it was too overpowering. It was like trying to have a staring contest with the sun. Instead of adjusting I just closed my eyes and waited. I felt as if I was still dreaming. Not being able to move even though I can see what I need to do. All the sudden the lights shut of. Like someone had turned off the sun. "We have been expecting you." Came a voice from a few feet away. The voice was a deep rumbling sound. Like thunder across an open plain. It was ancient and evil. Slowly lights turned on to a normal frequency at which I could see. When I looked in front of me I almost fainted. Sitting in the chair was the little girl. But as I looked closer I noticed her face flickering. In an instant the face went from the girls to a shocking site. Now sitting in front of me was a devastatingly beautiful man. He had the perfect facial features, the perfect hair, the perfect being, he was in a grey pinstripe suit. He was amazing. But atop his head was a mass of ruly bone. Horns like a deer sprouted from his head. "Well aren't you going to ask why?" He grinned. "W-why what?" I managed to stutter out. "I'm glad you asked." He said. "Why your here is basically to give you information. Almost like an orentation." "Orentation for what?" I asked. "Well let me give it to you straight. Your in hell." As the words rolled of his tounge I became dizzy and felt as if I would puke again. After the feeling eased I managed to find the courage to ask the question. "Why? What did I do?" "Well that is what your here for." He stated like all of this was normal. Well I guess it was him being the devil. "Let me show you." Pain gashed into my skull and everything went black.