Journey Through Hell

Driven by imagination and curiosity, I plunged myself into a dark and steep road that led to unknown. There were huge pointed rocks and thorny vines along my path, but I strove to move forward even though I was hindered by obstacles.

My skin was shriveled, and my bones were laid bare, but I made my way by force. I felt the burning fire and the crimson liquid exited my body, but I relied on my faculties and dexterity. I went on.

Blinded by darkness, I climbed until I reached the peak even though my bare hands were cursed with boils. I gasped for air to aid my weary limbs and lungs even the piercing breeze scratched my wounds. I just uttered the cry of agony. It’s too late now. I've come this far, I uttered.

I was a damned solitary soul walking in a strange place akin to Hades’ lair. I traversed the boiling river, and its breath was vile.

I saw a small village, so I hurriedly strode to find comfort, but the hamlet was locked by gigantic walls and doors. It was lit by a torch big enough to illuminate the entire entrance.

The foundation was adorned with bones of every being, and it was facing me as if welcoming my presence. The chilling coldness ran all over my body. But I stood still.

After a minute or two, the hellish gate had opened its mouth, inviting me to come in. I sensed danger in every name and shape. I wanted to run away, but I couldn’t. There was a force that surrounded me, forcing my feet and body to walk towards the entrance.

I heard voices - the voices of torture, agony, and misery. The interior was flaming, covered in red and yellow. I felt the intense heat as I came in. I forbade myself to move, but the force was too strong. I was like a puppet. My body moved on its own!

I had reached the inner part, and I saw a colossal chamber and a staircase leading down to different  deep levels.

As I walked closer to the massive hall, I saw the people I knew. They were begging for light: Halli, Elvira, Will, Nan, Bunny, Benne, and other sisters and brothers of mine. My heart melted in the sight of my beloved coven.

I felt a sense of lightness in my body. I was hovering then in mid-air, unable to move as if injected by anesthesia. The numbness controlled my body.

As I was being transported downstairs, I saw another chamber. There were ravishing winds and gales storming the cage. I saw the Snake of the Nile, Marc, and other carnal sinners. I saw fiery creatures abducting a woman, bare, and screaming. The dwarven-like beings were blazing, holding the hands and legs of the poor damned female being stretched to the opposite direction, while the last creature repeatedly thrust his fiery sword into her entrails. She was in the tormenting and never-ending recesses of passion. While Marc was lavishly consumed by female devil-like creatures, feasting his genitals. His face mirrored with great pain.

In the next chamber was inhabited by nightmarish creatures of different sizes and shapes, I couldn’t stand its monstrosity. The fiery humans were devoured, eaten alive. The horrible cry enveloped the place. I saw their bodies torn apart, tossed into their mouths. I closed my eyes with tears.

Again, I felt my body being moved by some unseen strength. I could still feel the throbbing pain from my wounds. I could feel my muscles and veins constricting.

I heard people weeping again, so I opened my eyes to see where it came from. Bodies were pinned by blazing nails while they were carrying sharp blades. It was not the nails, but the blades stuck on their shoulders that made them cry in great pain. It broke my heart to witness them paying off their debts.

In the following chamber, I saw boiling blood that flooded the place. From the dark and hollow ceiling, the fire was pouring. I saw Jong, Led, and others who had rejected their human form. They bathed in a constant haze of brimstone. Their faces were deformed. They were the ones who took their own lives. And now they were being punished for the crime they committed when they were still on earth.

My whole body was stiff. I vomited and got drowsy, but there was nothing I could do. I felt as if I was being tortured in the same way as those damned souls. I could feel their pain by seeing them in their miserable situation.

And finally, in the last chamber, the very core of the abyss, I witnessed people being placed inside the flaming casket, chained and poured with boiling sulfur. Some were hanged upside down, plunged into the boiling mud. I saw Draco, Snap, Kath, Shelley, and Crom. They were ravaged and chewed repeatedly by the winged wretched creature. His mouth was fiery and so were his eyes. He had dark long nails and a tail that resembled a snake. He was smiling and could see the satisfaction on his face and in his eyes while feasting on the damned souls.

Suddenly, the tailed monster cast a glance at me. He could see me. Without hesitation, he walked slowly towards where I stood, holding torn limbs. I wanted to flee, but I couldn’t move. I cried and completely  lost my strength.

He smirked and laughed horribly, and said, "I want your soul!" And He laughed even more, devilishly. His stained hand, with flesh and blood, stretched towards me, ready to snap.

But suddenly, a speck of light glistened from nowhere. Bright lights shimmered from above. I couldn't glanced at it. It was blinding. 

A minute or two, while the blinding lights still shimmering brightly. I heard trumpets. I heard mesmerizing voices singing in a fantastic and ensnaring tune. Then a man spoke with conviction and authority. "He is mine!"