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For instance:
You are in a musical, everyone else is in a horror movie.
You are in a romantic comedy, everyone else is in an action movie. | [WP] You are in a Movie Genre, everyone else is in a different Movie Genre. | I forgot to set my alarm to be up for my job interview. I rushed to get ready, got out the door, jumped in my car and immediately headed down town before realizing my hair was a complete mess.
Traffic was light so I got into the city early and decided to stop at Starbucks to fix my hair in the bathroom and get a qui... | This isn't supposed to be how the zombie apocalypse happens. There's supposed to be news stories about a virus on TV. It's supposed to start overseas, spread here, and take days to work its way across the country. In all the zombie apocalypse fantasies we had joked about, we thought we would have some warning. I'm not ... |
[WP] You have a reputation for being horribly indecisive. In truth, you've been cursed with the ability to see every possible negative outcome of every choice you make, no matter how minor. |
Jeanne’s grip on my hand tightened and she pulled me suddenly left into a small shop. The little bell on the door tinkled merrily, announcing our arrival into an ice-cream parlor. My stomach sank. My carefully controlled date had just been dropkicked by my girlfriend.
“Wanna share a cone?” Jeanne asked with a seducti... | “Would you like anything to drink with that?” asked the waitress, smiling brightly.
The visions hit me instantaneously. *A flash of white* I order a large Pepsi. I knock it over accidentally while reaching for the salt, and it pours all over Julie’s white dress. *A flash of white* The waitress knocks the glass over wi... | |
[WP] Your beloved dog/cat is dying of old age. You're beside him/her and you hear a voice on your mind... He/she is asking you to accept him/her as your spirit animal for the rest of your life | It had been a good 15 years. We'd gotten Gracie as a bright, energetic pup from my uncle, who hadn't been able to give her the room she needed to thrive, due to him living in the city. So when he asked me, a 10-year-old boy, if I wanted a dog, I said yes! Then I had to convince mom and dad to let me take her home out i... | The wolf appeared on his very first hunt as he was trekking through the snow.
He was trembling. The crossbow in his hands felt so very heavy and the dark of the night seemed to press around him.
He was a Hunter now. That meant he had to Hunt. It was that or die out here in the woods. The old men would certainly hav... | |
[WP] There's a new drug on the street. It's called Good Samaritan and it makes you do nice things for other people. | A dealer's first rule is *never use the product.* In this case, I took every precaution to avoid temptation. All the way from keeping a double lidded system on my drugs to wearing substance preventative masks twenty-four hours a day. To nab a hit of *Samaritan* unexpectedly is as bad as saying goodbye to years of har... | Jerry woke up. He saw the yellow, peeling paint of his ceiling and was reminded of just how far he had fallen. He couldn’t keep a job and had to pay his section 8 rent with welfare checks. His blankets were wet with sweat and every time he moved, he was greeted with a the slightly swampy smell of laundry that had been ... | |
[WP] There's a new drug on the street. It's called Good Samaritan and it makes you do nice things for other people. | McCluskey sighed at the body as the medical examiners loaded it -- *him*; it was still a person, no matter how little was left of it -- into the back of the van. Twenty-two years on the force, fifteen in narcotics, and somehow it never got any easier.
'Samaritan?' he asked the beat cop who was first on the scene.
The... | Jerry woke up. He saw the yellow, peeling paint of his ceiling and was reminded of just how far he had fallen. He couldn’t keep a job and had to pay his section 8 rent with welfare checks. His blankets were wet with sweat and every time he moved, he was greeted with a the slightly swampy smell of laundry that had been ... | |
[WP] There's a new drug on the street. It's called Good Samaritan and it makes you do nice things for other people. | A black Sedan rolled up in front of a broken down house. All the windows were smashed, yet simply replaced with sheets and wooden blanks. The door was slightly off its hinges, but still held on, whilst the decaying and dead grass lusted for water. A tall man came out of the Sedan wearing a full suit. He had short brown... | "Sir, we have to push it through to the senate. This is exactly what New York needs after the waves of violence recently."
"You can't push this through to anyone Hannibal. It is a drug and it will not be used in the criminal correction process.
We have community service, halfway houses, parole. The process isn't perf... | |
[WP] Two astronauts are in their ship watching the world end below them. | Space was vast. It opened up into a speckled black nothingness that, ironically, felt claustrophobic. I had always wanted to explore it when I was younger. Earth had already been marked and plotted and sectioned off, to the point that everyone owned everything and nothing was left to discover. But space, space was end... | "Hey, Mark?"
Mark floated around the corner with a sandwich in his mouth. 'Mmmrfph?"
John frowned and said, "What?"
"Mmm mmm mmmrfph?"
John quirked and looked back. "Oh, for Pete's sake, Mark. Just chew and /then/ talk."
Mark chewed and swallowed. Then said, "I was asking you if you wanted some. Oh, and Pete's dea... | |
[WP] Two astronauts are in their ship watching the world end below them. | Space was vast. It opened up into a speckled black nothingness that, ironically, felt claustrophobic. I had always wanted to explore it when I was younger. Earth had already been marked and plotted and sectioned off, to the point that everyone owned everything and nothing was left to discover. But space, space was end... | Blue-white sparks ascended from the wastes of Siberia, rising, rising, then north, over the pole, over the horizon, out of sight, but with their destination obvious.
"Did you see that?" asked Sergey incredulously, staring out the Soyuz's porthole, his hand yet perched over the control panel for the Soyuz's descent com... | |
[WP] Two astronauts are in their ship watching the world end below them. | There had been no contact in a day. Normal communication meant a steady flow; a regular muffle of static and instructions. Tuesday morning the radio went dead. No warning. It didn’t matter which frequency Abram or Dina tried, the answer was always silence. Half an hour later, the internet followed the radio into a haun... | There was a tremendous rumble as hot gas shot past the windows of the Orion. Mark looked to his left to see his fellow survivor's mouth drop open at the sight, light dancing over his face. Mark could clearly remember the day when he, Odin, and eight others where chosen to do the impossible, to save the human race.
Mar... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I arose in fire under the black rock sky of Hell. Flames before me, mountains to my right, and to my left sat The Devil Himself, alone with his simple harmonica. I asked him, "Why are you so sad?"
In reply He played an unaccompanied lament, a chilling and poignant melody of solitude.
I picked up a searing rock, and t... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | When I died I knew I wasn't worthy of the pearl gates. I hadn't lived a good life and I sure didn't have any noteworthy accomplishments. Hell was where I knew I was going for better or worse. A life of selfishness was all I had to show for my time on Earth. What no one ever tells you about dying is how clearly you see ... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | 'It's not your fault everyone left, buddy' I sighed, this was definitely starting to get.... awkward.
'Everyone hates me! I can't do anything right it's just SO unfair!!!'
'Just because everyone left you, literally climbing over each other to leave does not mean it was because of you'.
Convincing the Devil he was... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Blackness...
Nothing...
The bleak tones of a mouth organ wailed through the air, echoing around a chamber of black marble which was polished so brilliantly that the reflections of tiny flickering flames danced around the room like a troupe of sunset clad ballet dancers. They to'ed and fro'ed, they leapt and soared, p... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I felt an intense, white hot pain, and then: nothing. There was nothing but total darkness. The feeling slowly returned to my limbs, and I was able to open my eyes. Still: total darkness. I landed, wherever I was, on my hands and knees. The ground beneath me was gritty feeling, almost rocky. I'd already scraped my hand... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | There's elevator music, and then there's this fucking cacophony. Whatever the fuck was playing over the speakers, it needed to stop asap. It sounded like someone was deepthroating a harmonica while getting assfucked by a trombone. Yeah, not a pretty picture. I glanced around the cabin and saw the same disdainful looks ... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I walked kind of frantically towards the door at the end of the hall. It was super eerie and quiet all around me, I felt like at any moment someone, or something, was going to pop out of one of the doors surrounding me and do only God knows what. I quickened my pace towards the sound of the blues being blasted out of a... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I arrived like anyone would arrive.
A small dose of confusion, a vague sequence of flashbacks to a less than satisfactory life, and a recognition it was far hotter than normal.
I began to sweat almost immediately.
Looking around me, what I saw was almost beautiful in its apocalyptic appearance. Large caverns stretc... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The bar was quiet when Josh walked in. 'How long had it been since I was last here?' He thought to himself as he crossed the floor toward the corner stage. The bar's patron sat on a stool on that stage, softly playing [an old song](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YYsnRc09csQ) on his harmonica. Josh waited for the sl... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I turned down yet another path in a seemingly endless series of caverns, finally seeing some form of light at the end of the tunnel. My feet ached and my eyes were sore from squinting in the gloom, but finally there was light.
Stepping out of the tunnel, I found myself in a massive cavern, lit with torches, ringed wi... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "OH SHI-" were the last syllables that ever escaped my mouth while still on Earth. As far as I can figure the crash killed me instantly, probably decapitating me. But that's all in the past now, I'm over it. I mean, it's not everyday you get to discover that there is indeed an afterlife, right? Only it's not exactly ho... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Black. Nothing. Am I asleep? No. Can't wake up. Am I..... Am I dead? Think... Oh. I remember. Oh God.
"Ha! Wrong name pal. Call me Lucy." A warm sweet voice called out.
Who? What is happening? Where is the voice?
"Lucy! The Fallen One. You just died, honey. And I'm over here, open your eyes for me." She coaxes me.
... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The sound of a harmonica fills her ears as her eyes open and all she can see is a lightly illuminated ceiling. The music has a melancholy tone to it. It sounds so lonely. The last thing she remembers was...She can't seem to recall the last thing she did. She runs her hands over the carpet that she finds herself lying o... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Hi this is my WP debut. I was very inspired by this thread even if I am late to the party! I did this on mobile at work so please excuse any errors. Feed back welcome :)
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The melody of the harmonica quietly resonated throughout the halls. It was a song, sweet as honey. The tune resonated deep within the mi... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "Finally", I said to myself after my long awaited death. I was able to leave the material world, not the way I had imagined as a little kid but there is no right or wrong way to leave the earth. Much to my suprise my soul wasn't being transported to a fire fueled inferno but instead I was presented with two different r... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | This wasn’t heaven, I figured that.
I must have overdosed or something… last thing I remember was a night of partying and debauchery… and now I guess I’m paying the price.
But wouldn’t hell have billions of condemned souls, howling and screaming in undying terror? This looks… empty. I’m all alone here.
Then I hear a... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | It was so empty. I never imagined Hell would be this empty, it just made no sense to me.
I have been walking for what seemed like eternity, and I'm not sure if that's what it was, time seemed to be meaningless in here. All I could do was follow a distant sound, far away and yet so close, but I still didn't know what i... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | For a while, there had been silence.
Have you ever been on a ride at an amusement park that goes at once from a high speed to a complete stop, or been in a car accident and found yourself thrown against the seat-belt? That is precisely what it felt like when Elliot went to Hell: like he had been going very fast and ha... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I died screaming. That kind of happens when a 300lb hell cat was eating your face. But I woke up so it was a little anticlimactic. I always thought I'd be awed by what I saw on the other side, but nah the last couple years of apocalypse level jackassery beat it out of me.
The landscape was a ruin of burnt trees and b... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | >Oh God damnit!
I spun around confused. Just moments earlier I'd been walking down the street, and now I was in a cold, dark, lifeless...abyss. Before me was terror incarnate. Black horns over a foot long sprung from the stranger's red face. Well, red everything. This had to be Satan. The giant figure sighed, sa... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "Hello?" I called out into a seemingly endless abyss.
I heard a weepy wobbly minor chord play on a harmonica behind me. There, in front of my own two eyes was the lord of darkness himself, slouched back on a rocking chair playing the blues. I trembled in his presence but noticed he was unamused by me.
"Um, hi." I said... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | There were no screams when I entered Hell. I was shocked, having been raised in a Christian family, but there were no sounds of people being tortured, no crackling of the insane demons who resided in the pits of Hell.
The only sound I was the sound of a harmonica, playing a very blues-esc tune. I did what was natural... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Satan sat there, the Harmonica dangling from his hands as I arrived.
Poof! of brimstone, a flash of light was all it took...very theatrical and a bit cliche to be honest.
"So....so...I'm condemned to Hell for all Eternity?", I whispered to the demonic shape sitting on an ordinary sofa, a sad lost look on his face.
"... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | All around me were the ruins of what once must have been a great city, now deserted, and devoid of any life - human or otherwise. Snowflakes kept falling from the ever-grey sky, covering the broken buildings and streets with a thin, white dusting. I shivered.
In the distance someone was playing the harmonica, a sad an... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I step forward into a well lit bar. The place is completely empty except for Al Pachino sitting on a bar stool under a pin spot on the center stage wailing on a harmonica. I look down and I’m dressed in a perfectly tailored three piece suit, and my shoes glow in the light softened by red gels. Al is now playing hook... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Over the crackling of the fire, a soft tune floated on the sulfuric air. Crossing the caverns and tunnels of Hell, the tune echoed through Hell's empty halls.
When Dave awoke, it was to find himself alone, save for fire, and that sad tune. Dave scratched his head. How did he end up here? Where even was her-.
"Oh." Da... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The soft tones of the ancient wind instrument trailed off as the Lord of Hell finally acknowledged my presence in his domain
“You…play the harmonica?” I asked, still trying to wrap my head around the features that now surrounded me.
He set his harmonica down on a nearby table that was formed out of pumice, and had s... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | It sounds weird to think that to myself, but I was dead and now here I am. I was old when I died, lived a very good life, or at least it was entertaining.
Oh, the things I've done, the places I visited, the girls I loved, I can remember them very well; too well in fact. Every small detail I forgot in my old age I cou... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | For ages, at least that's how it seemed, there was only darkness. I couldn't count my breaths, because it seemed as if I didn't need to breathe anymore. So I counted as high as I could possibly count. Three times. Finally, I could see muted yellow light.
In an instant my feet touched solid ground. My legs shook, but ... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | “Next stop, the inner circle of Hell,” our tour guide angel announced in a cheery voice. I looked at my wife and raised my eyebrows. She took my hand and patted it.
“Probably where you would have ended up if you hadn’t met me,” she whispered.
Our cloud train came to a stop before a large glass window. Beyond the w... | I’m jolted awake, groggy and stiff with a terrible kink in my neck. I hate riding the metro home from work. The dull red plastic seats are so uncomfortable; the train always lurches; and the most days the cars are crowded. I hate the ugly people. I hate the smelly people more. I often think if I could kill them, I woul... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I arose in fire under the black rock sky of Hell. Flames before me, mountains to my right, and to my left sat The Devil Himself, alone with his simple harmonica. I asked him, "Why are you so sad?"
In reply He played an unaccompanied lament, a chilling and poignant melody of solitude.
I picked up a searing rock, and t... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | When I died I knew I wasn't worthy of the pearl gates. I hadn't lived a good life and I sure didn't have any noteworthy accomplishments. Hell was where I knew I was going for better or worse. A life of selfishness was all I had to show for my time on Earth. What no one ever tells you about dying is how clearly you see ... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | 'It's not your fault everyone left, buddy' I sighed, this was definitely starting to get.... awkward.
'Everyone hates me! I can't do anything right it's just SO unfair!!!'
'Just because everyone left you, literally climbing over each other to leave does not mean it was because of you'.
Convincing the Devil he was... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Blackness...
Nothing...
The bleak tones of a mouth organ wailed through the air, echoing around a chamber of black marble which was polished so brilliantly that the reflections of tiny flickering flames danced around the room like a troupe of sunset clad ballet dancers. They to'ed and fro'ed, they leapt and soared, p... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I felt an intense, white hot pain, and then: nothing. There was nothing but total darkness. The feeling slowly returned to my limbs, and I was able to open my eyes. Still: total darkness. I landed, wherever I was, on my hands and knees. The ground beneath me was gritty feeling, almost rocky. I'd already scraped my hand... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | There's elevator music, and then there's this fucking cacophony. Whatever the fuck was playing over the speakers, it needed to stop asap. It sounded like someone was deepthroating a harmonica while getting assfucked by a trombone. Yeah, not a pretty picture. I glanced around the cabin and saw the same disdainful looks ... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I walked kind of frantically towards the door at the end of the hall. It was super eerie and quiet all around me, I felt like at any moment someone, or something, was going to pop out of one of the doors surrounding me and do only God knows what. I quickened my pace towards the sound of the blues being blasted out of a... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I arrived like anyone would arrive.
A small dose of confusion, a vague sequence of flashbacks to a less than satisfactory life, and a recognition it was far hotter than normal.
I began to sweat almost immediately.
Looking around me, what I saw was almost beautiful in its apocalyptic appearance. Large caverns stretc... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The bar was quiet when Josh walked in. 'How long had it been since I was last here?' He thought to himself as he crossed the floor toward the corner stage. The bar's patron sat on a stool on that stage, softly playing [an old song](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YYsnRc09csQ) on his harmonica. Josh waited for the sl... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I turned down yet another path in a seemingly endless series of caverns, finally seeing some form of light at the end of the tunnel. My feet ached and my eyes were sore from squinting in the gloom, but finally there was light.
Stepping out of the tunnel, I found myself in a massive cavern, lit with torches, ringed wi... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "OH SHI-" were the last syllables that ever escaped my mouth while still on Earth. As far as I can figure the crash killed me instantly, probably decapitating me. But that's all in the past now, I'm over it. I mean, it's not everyday you get to discover that there is indeed an afterlife, right? Only it's not exactly ho... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Black. Nothing. Am I asleep? No. Can't wake up. Am I..... Am I dead? Think... Oh. I remember. Oh God.
"Ha! Wrong name pal. Call me Lucy." A warm sweet voice called out.
Who? What is happening? Where is the voice?
"Lucy! The Fallen One. You just died, honey. And I'm over here, open your eyes for me." She coaxes me.
... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The sound of a harmonica fills her ears as her eyes open and all she can see is a lightly illuminated ceiling. The music has a melancholy tone to it. It sounds so lonely. The last thing she remembers was...She can't seem to recall the last thing she did. She runs her hands over the carpet that she finds herself lying o... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Hi this is my WP debut. I was very inspired by this thread even if I am late to the party! I did this on mobile at work so please excuse any errors. Feed back welcome :)
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The melody of the harmonica quietly resonated throughout the halls. It was a song, sweet as honey. The tune resonated deep within the mi... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | This wasn’t heaven, I figured that.
I must have overdosed or something… last thing I remember was a night of partying and debauchery… and now I guess I’m paying the price.
But wouldn’t hell have billions of condemned souls, howling and screaming in undying terror? This looks… empty. I’m all alone here.
Then I hear a... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | It was so empty. I never imagined Hell would be this empty, it just made no sense to me.
I have been walking for what seemed like eternity, and I'm not sure if that's what it was, time seemed to be meaningless in here. All I could do was follow a distant sound, far away and yet so close, but I still didn't know what i... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | For a while, there had been silence.
Have you ever been on a ride at an amusement park that goes at once from a high speed to a complete stop, or been in a car accident and found yourself thrown against the seat-belt? That is precisely what it felt like when Elliot went to Hell: like he had been going very fast and ha... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I died screaming. That kind of happens when a 300lb hell cat was eating your face. But I woke up so it was a little anticlimactic. I always thought I'd be awed by what I saw on the other side, but nah the last couple years of apocalypse level jackassery beat it out of me.
The landscape was a ruin of burnt trees and b... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | >Oh God damnit!
I spun around confused. Just moments earlier I'd been walking down the street, and now I was in a cold, dark, lifeless...abyss. Before me was terror incarnate. Black horns over a foot long sprung from the stranger's red face. Well, red everything. This had to be Satan. The giant figure sighed, sa... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "Hello?" I called out into a seemingly endless abyss.
I heard a weepy wobbly minor chord play on a harmonica behind me. There, in front of my own two eyes was the lord of darkness himself, slouched back on a rocking chair playing the blues. I trembled in his presence but noticed he was unamused by me.
"Um, hi." I said... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | There were no screams when I entered Hell. I was shocked, having been raised in a Christian family, but there were no sounds of people being tortured, no crackling of the insane demons who resided in the pits of Hell.
The only sound I was the sound of a harmonica, playing a very blues-esc tune. I did what was natural... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Satan sat there, the Harmonica dangling from his hands as I arrived.
Poof! of brimstone, a flash of light was all it took...very theatrical and a bit cliche to be honest.
"So....so...I'm condemned to Hell for all Eternity?", I whispered to the demonic shape sitting on an ordinary sofa, a sad lost look on his face.
"... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | All around me were the ruins of what once must have been a great city, now deserted, and devoid of any life - human or otherwise. Snowflakes kept falling from the ever-grey sky, covering the broken buildings and streets with a thin, white dusting. I shivered.
In the distance someone was playing the harmonica, a sad an... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I step forward into a well lit bar. The place is completely empty except for Al Pachino sitting on a bar stool under a pin spot on the center stage wailing on a harmonica. I look down and I’m dressed in a perfectly tailored three piece suit, and my shoes glow in the light softened by red gels. Al is now playing hook... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The soft tones of the ancient wind instrument trailed off as the Lord of Hell finally acknowledged my presence in his domain
“You…play the harmonica?” I asked, still trying to wrap my head around the features that now surrounded me.
He set his harmonica down on a nearby table that was formed out of pumice, and had s... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | It sounds weird to think that to myself, but I was dead and now here I am. I was old when I died, lived a very good life, or at least it was entertaining.
Oh, the things I've done, the places I visited, the girls I loved, I can remember them very well; too well in fact. Every small detail I forgot in my old age I cou... | "Welcome, newcomer" he said with a grin.
"We are a bit short on heads due to a certian slip of a rule that some have taken advantage of."
"Welcome to hell, where all your torture and wildest pains come true. Im here to sentence your soul to eternal suffereing blah blah, until you ruin it by... well, i dont care if... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | When I died I knew I wasn't worthy of the pearl gates. I hadn't lived a good life and I sure didn't have any noteworthy accomplishments. Hell was where I knew I was going for better or worse. A life of selfishness was all I had to show for my time on Earth. What no one ever tells you about dying is how clearly you see ... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | 'It's not your fault everyone left, buddy' I sighed, this was definitely starting to get.... awkward.
'Everyone hates me! I can't do anything right it's just SO unfair!!!'
'Just because everyone left you, literally climbing over each other to leave does not mean it was because of you'.
Convincing the Devil he was... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Blackness...
Nothing...
The bleak tones of a mouth organ wailed through the air, echoing around a chamber of black marble which was polished so brilliantly that the reflections of tiny flickering flames danced around the room like a troupe of sunset clad ballet dancers. They to'ed and fro'ed, they leapt and soared, p... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I felt an intense, white hot pain, and then: nothing. There was nothing but total darkness. The feeling slowly returned to my limbs, and I was able to open my eyes. Still: total darkness. I landed, wherever I was, on my hands and knees. The ground beneath me was gritty feeling, almost rocky. I'd already scraped my hand... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | There's elevator music, and then there's this fucking cacophony. Whatever the fuck was playing over the speakers, it needed to stop asap. It sounded like someone was deepthroating a harmonica while getting assfucked by a trombone. Yeah, not a pretty picture. I glanced around the cabin and saw the same disdainful looks ... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I walked kind of frantically towards the door at the end of the hall. It was super eerie and quiet all around me, I felt like at any moment someone, or something, was going to pop out of one of the doors surrounding me and do only God knows what. I quickened my pace towards the sound of the blues being blasted out of a... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I arrived like anyone would arrive.
A small dose of confusion, a vague sequence of flashbacks to a less than satisfactory life, and a recognition it was far hotter than normal.
I began to sweat almost immediately.
Looking around me, what I saw was almost beautiful in its apocalyptic appearance. Large caverns stretc... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The bar was quiet when Josh walked in. 'How long had it been since I was last here?' He thought to himself as he crossed the floor toward the corner stage. The bar's patron sat on a stool on that stage, softly playing [an old song](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YYsnRc09csQ) on his harmonica. Josh waited for the sl... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I turned down yet another path in a seemingly endless series of caverns, finally seeing some form of light at the end of the tunnel. My feet ached and my eyes were sore from squinting in the gloom, but finally there was light.
Stepping out of the tunnel, I found myself in a massive cavern, lit with torches, ringed wi... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "OH SHI-" were the last syllables that ever escaped my mouth while still on Earth. As far as I can figure the crash killed me instantly, probably decapitating me. But that's all in the past now, I'm over it. I mean, it's not everyday you get to discover that there is indeed an afterlife, right? Only it's not exactly ho... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Black. Nothing. Am I asleep? No. Can't wake up. Am I..... Am I dead? Think... Oh. I remember. Oh God.
"Ha! Wrong name pal. Call me Lucy." A warm sweet voice called out.
Who? What is happening? Where is the voice?
"Lucy! The Fallen One. You just died, honey. And I'm over here, open your eyes for me." She coaxes me.
... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The sound of a harmonica fills her ears as her eyes open and all she can see is a lightly illuminated ceiling. The music has a melancholy tone to it. It sounds so lonely. The last thing she remembers was...She can't seem to recall the last thing she did. She runs her hands over the carpet that she finds herself lying o... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Hi this is my WP debut. I was very inspired by this thread even if I am late to the party! I did this on mobile at work so please excuse any errors. Feed back welcome :)
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The melody of the harmonica quietly resonated throughout the halls. It was a song, sweet as honey. The tune resonated deep within the mi... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | It was so empty. I never imagined Hell would be this empty, it just made no sense to me.
I have been walking for what seemed like eternity, and I'm not sure if that's what it was, time seemed to be meaningless in here. All I could do was follow a distant sound, far away and yet so close, but I still didn't know what i... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | For a while, there had been silence.
Have you ever been on a ride at an amusement park that goes at once from a high speed to a complete stop, or been in a car accident and found yourself thrown against the seat-belt? That is precisely what it felt like when Elliot went to Hell: like he had been going very fast and ha... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I died screaming. That kind of happens when a 300lb hell cat was eating your face. But I woke up so it was a little anticlimactic. I always thought I'd be awed by what I saw on the other side, but nah the last couple years of apocalypse level jackassery beat it out of me.
The landscape was a ruin of burnt trees and b... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | >Oh God damnit!
I spun around confused. Just moments earlier I'd been walking down the street, and now I was in a cold, dark, lifeless...abyss. Before me was terror incarnate. Black horns over a foot long sprung from the stranger's red face. Well, red everything. This had to be Satan. The giant figure sighed, sa... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "Hello?" I called out into a seemingly endless abyss.
I heard a weepy wobbly minor chord play on a harmonica behind me. There, in front of my own two eyes was the lord of darkness himself, slouched back on a rocking chair playing the blues. I trembled in his presence but noticed he was unamused by me.
"Um, hi." I said... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | There were no screams when I entered Hell. I was shocked, having been raised in a Christian family, but there were no sounds of people being tortured, no crackling of the insane demons who resided in the pits of Hell.
The only sound I was the sound of a harmonica, playing a very blues-esc tune. I did what was natural... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Satan sat there, the Harmonica dangling from his hands as I arrived.
Poof! of brimstone, a flash of light was all it took...very theatrical and a bit cliche to be honest.
"So....so...I'm condemned to Hell for all Eternity?", I whispered to the demonic shape sitting on an ordinary sofa, a sad lost look on his face.
"... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | All around me were the ruins of what once must have been a great city, now deserted, and devoid of any life - human or otherwise. Snowflakes kept falling from the ever-grey sky, covering the broken buildings and streets with a thin, white dusting. I shivered.
In the distance someone was playing the harmonica, a sad an... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I step forward into a well lit bar. The place is completely empty except for Al Pachino sitting on a bar stool under a pin spot on the center stage wailing on a harmonica. I look down and I’m dressed in a perfectly tailored three piece suit, and my shoes glow in the light softened by red gels. Al is now playing hook... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The soft tones of the ancient wind instrument trailed off as the Lord of Hell finally acknowledged my presence in his domain
“You…play the harmonica?” I asked, still trying to wrap my head around the features that now surrounded me.
He set his harmonica down on a nearby table that was formed out of pumice, and had s... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | It sounds weird to think that to myself, but I was dead and now here I am. I was old when I died, lived a very good life, or at least it was entertaining.
Oh, the things I've done, the places I visited, the girls I loved, I can remember them very well; too well in fact. Every small detail I forgot in my old age I cou... | Serenity wreathed in flame
traveled down hallowed lane
on gilded trails winding, I couldn't refrain
for the Kingdom had been overrun
demons and sinners, poured over Elysium
the eternal battle had again begun...
I lived life on that Middle plane
as far from other beings as society could strain
and in death, I ... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The bar was quiet when Josh walked in. 'How long had it been since I was last here?' He thought to himself as he crossed the floor toward the corner stage. The bar's patron sat on a stool on that stage, softly playing [an old song](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YYsnRc09csQ) on his harmonica. Josh waited for the sl... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I turned down yet another path in a seemingly endless series of caverns, finally seeing some form of light at the end of the tunnel. My feet ached and my eyes were sore from squinting in the gloom, but finally there was light.
Stepping out of the tunnel, I found myself in a massive cavern, lit with torches, ringed wi... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "OH SHI-" were the last syllables that ever escaped my mouth while still on Earth. As far as I can figure the crash killed me instantly, probably decapitating me. But that's all in the past now, I'm over it. I mean, it's not everyday you get to discover that there is indeed an afterlife, right? Only it's not exactly ho... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Black. Nothing. Am I asleep? No. Can't wake up. Am I..... Am I dead? Think... Oh. I remember. Oh God.
"Ha! Wrong name pal. Call me Lucy." A warm sweet voice called out.
Who? What is happening? Where is the voice?
"Lucy! The Fallen One. You just died, honey. And I'm over here, open your eyes for me." She coaxes me.
... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | The sound of a harmonica fills her ears as her eyes open and all she can see is a lightly illuminated ceiling. The music has a melancholy tone to it. It sounds so lonely. The last thing she remembers was...She can't seem to recall the last thing she did. She runs her hands over the carpet that she finds herself lying o... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | Hi this is my WP debut. I was very inspired by this thread even if I am late to the party! I did this on mobile at work so please excuse any errors. Feed back welcome :)
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The melody of the harmonica quietly resonated throughout the halls. It was a song, sweet as honey. The tune resonated deep within the mi... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | >Oh God damnit!
I spun around confused. Just moments earlier I'd been walking down the street, and now I was in a cold, dark, lifeless...abyss. Before me was terror incarnate. Black horns over a foot long sprung from the stranger's red face. Well, red everything. This had to be Satan. The giant figure sighed, sa... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | "Hello?" I called out into a seemingly endless abyss.
I heard a weepy wobbly minor chord play on a harmonica behind me. There, in front of my own two eyes was the lord of darkness himself, slouched back on a rocking chair playing the blues. I trembled in his presence but noticed he was unamused by me.
"Um, hi." I said... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | There were no screams when I entered Hell. I was shocked, having been raised in a Christian family, but there were no sounds of people being tortured, no crackling of the insane demons who resided in the pits of Hell.
The only sound I was the sound of a harmonica, playing a very blues-esc tune. I did what was natural... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | All around me were the ruins of what once must have been a great city, now deserted, and devoid of any life - human or otherwise. Snowflakes kept falling from the ever-grey sky, covering the broken buildings and streets with a thin, white dusting. I shivered.
In the distance someone was playing the harmonica, a sad an... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... | |
[WP] Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | I step forward into a well lit bar. The place is completely empty except for Al Pachino sitting on a bar stool under a pin spot on the center stage wailing on a harmonica. I look down and I’m dressed in a perfectly tailored three piece suit, and my shoes glow in the light softened by red gels. Al is now playing hook... | I nervously walked toward Satan with my hands fumbling in my pockets. Once I got close enough, I timidly said, "S-Satan?" "What?" He replied in his once mighty, but now broken voice. I took my hands out of my pocket holding a small dab rig and some wax paper with a sheet of melted oil on it. "Want to get High?" Satan s... |
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