The night was cold and bitter and you could feel the pain and agony that was set out here. While I was wondering I met some of the people there, some getting punished, others like me. The first person I met was like me and he said that only the worst of the worst get to work and not get punished. For example a lot of serial killers got a job and the others just were sent to to reapers realm; people who were almost as bad as us but not quite got sent to be a reaper (some say it's worse that getting punishment). The night passed and the day came the difference between day and night here is major, it's like a dessert in the day and blizzard in the night. When I reported to Lucifer in the morning he took me to the "work shop" where I would start off making tools to torment who got sent here. It was a huge building, everywhere you turned there was either a test subject getting tortured with a tool or a tool getting crafted out. The place was like a Russian palace to be exact. My job was to sort out what would be used for what and then give the tools to who needed them there was a constant reminder that if we messed up we would be thrown into the reapers realm and would never be let free so as soon as I got there I got to work. My work area over looked all of hell. It looked oddly alot like the underworld from greek mythology. There was three rivers, and three places for people to be sent to. The first was just regular hell where the "bad" people went , the second was the reapers realm were the extra terrible people went, and the last was supposedly the "righteous side" where soldiers went it not heaven but it's not hell either, many people here call it "Elysium for the Catholic Church" nobody here ever talks to one another but the hours don't feel long or hard we have one break. It's only 30 minutes and that's when everyone starts to talk
"Hey newbie what's your name?" One man asked
"Uh.. it's Daxton but just call me dax" I answered
"Well hello Dax I'm John Wayne Gacy." He says casually
"Wow I've read about you." I said a little too excitedly
"Oh yeah? What did the book say about me? Nothing good I presume."
"It's about everything everyone.....wait how did you know there was a book?"
"I do have time in the human realm you know."
"Oh yeah forgot about that well if you went into the human realm how don't you know what it said?"
"We can enter the realm but we can't move or manipulate anything solid. That's the only thing he put out of our reach."
"Oh wow th-" the bell rings and my voice is muted till the end of my shift. My shift ended at 2 o'clock after which I left and went to visit some people that said they would see me there. Funny now that it's happening. I only saw one that I had a brief argumentive conversation with and then I went to check out the "Elysium for the Catholic Church" part of hell it was pretty nice nobody was getting tortured or anything so I just stayed there for the rest of the night listing to the screams of pain and agonie. It was peaceful.
