Inferno Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself ina forest dark For the straight forward path had been lost. - Dante The memory would have haunted most, myself included. Somehow, I didn't feel that afraid. Actually I wasn't scared or traumatized at all. I wasn't sure if it happened years ago or if it was just yesterday. It sure felt like eons ago but I couldn't have gone to sleep for ten thousand years, could I have? It wasn't exactly a room. A dark labyrinth with light that came came from nowhere was my only path right now. I tried to look further but all I could see was a black hole. Undaunteby the past but yet feared by my future life, I took a few steps ahead. The future. The question bomed my mind once again. It was an undeciphered enigma. Was it possible to have a future after you die? Was I actually dead?