Sins Of The Sinner | ONC'24

"You don't look like Satan."
"How do you know what Satan looks like?"
"Pictures?"
"What the fuck?"

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The death of Eleanor Moore became a tragedy that struck a cord in the hearts of people who knew her. Known for her kindness and bubbly nature, no one could imagine how she could take her own life.

Eleanor was ecstatic, looking forward to her sister, Elisa's wedding. She remembered returning after accompanying her sister to her dress fitting. Then everything was a blur until she opened her eyes and saw everyone standing, wearing black robes and crying over her casket.

No one could see Eleanor standing right beside her casket, gazing down at her body with a forlorn expression. She was dead, in terms of the mortal world, yet she felt the hollow stinging at the places, she had apparently stabbed herself. The memory of which remained unclear to her.

When the ritual started, she slowly felt herself being pulled back by an unseen force. That's when she heard the voice of a man speak in the air;

"Where do you wish to go, Eleanor? The peaceful wonders of Heaven or the burning ruins of Hell?"

Eleanor did not know why, but she could only whisper one answer:

Hell.