Judgement day, a day which in all of its simplicity, terrifies everyone. No one knows what awaits beyond the threshold of death. Well, let me tell you, if you’ve sinned, it isn’t pretty. I’ve been forced to come face to face with every horrible act I’ve ever committed, everyone I’ve ever cheated on, lied to, robbed or hurt, they are all here, I sense them. Only, they aren’t like they used to be.
It first began when I found myself sitting in an empty field, full of mist and weeds. I was in a daze and didn’t know where I was, almost as if I’d been put through some kind of trauma. I got up and looked around for a bit, I did see other people, but they just walked past each other, not acknowledging anyone. I tried speaking to some of them, but I couldn’t find a voice.
I walked deeper and deeper into this ever-growing crowd of what seemed like souls. They didn’t act alive, though they moved like they were, I could tell something was off. They all had lifeless expressions on their faces. Their shamble was unnerving and uneasy. When I reached about the middle of the crowd, I happened upon a large chasm in the ground.
From the chasm, I could hear faint noises. They sounded like a mixture of distorted screams, grunts and growls. Then, from somewhere within the chasm, came a small beacon of light. It happened rather quickly, almost like a spark or small explosion. However, though it didn’t last long, it lasted long enough to light up the silhouette of something moving rather strangely in the chasm.
Soon came another spark, and this time, the thing that was lit up before had moved. I saw the outline of what to be its hand pointing at me. It was as if the fires of hell had begun to beckon me, as the next spark that came lit a fire within the chasm. It was this very spark that finally revealed the beast. It was hideous, hideous enough to turn any wrongdoer into a devout believer of god.
This thing was nothing more than a ball of flesh with clawed hands and more disgusting, contorted, twisted faces than anyone could count. I recognized some of the faces though. Through all my days of crime, I never forgot a single face. Seeing them all here just reminded me of all the sleepless I had recounting what I’d done the day prior. The beast began climbing up the chasm, all the while every creepy voice shouted my name and said they were coming to drag me to hell.
Not only was I not on the living plane anymore, but now I was being pursued by a beast from the depths of hell, all the while, it was taking on the form of everyone I’d ever wronged while living. I couldn’t run. Even if I could, where would I go. This was its domain. It had a great grip on me, but it wasn’t even touching me.
No matter how much I struggled, the fires of the chasm grew closer and larger. The beast’s strength was so intense, getting away from it was impossible. Every one of its faces watched and smiled as I made the descent into the never ending pit of fire below. Those were the last things I saw before being fully engulfed in flames. Looking back on it now, I wish I’d been a model citizen in life.