A Living Hell

Have you ever wondered what happens when you die?

I didn't end up in some sort of Heaven or Hell place, but instead I ended up in a small, dark attic, that had a single wooden rocking chair in the corner that was gathering dust. A little girl with ruby red hair invited me for tea, and that was when I realised, I was her new imaginary friend.

Soon enough I realised, however, that I wasn't there for her.. I was there for something much much more monstrous.

#shortstory