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[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 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 died so fast...
It was over in an instant, shot through the head from over a mile away. I never could have seen it coming. I've done my share of crime, and I'll be the first to admit that my life was overrun with hatred and fear. So I always knew I would go to hell... but I didn't think it'd be like this.
There is n... | |
[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 died so fast...
It was over in an instant, shot through the head from over a mile away. I never could have seen it coming. I've done my share of crime, and I'll be the first to admit that my life was overrun with hatred and fear. So I always knew I would go to hell... but I didn't think it'd be like this.
There is n... | |
[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 died so fast...
It was over in an instant, shot through the head from over a mile away. I never could have seen it coming. I've done my share of crime, and I'll be the first to admit that my life was overrun with hatred and fear. So I always knew I would go to hell... but I didn't think it'd be like this.
There is n... | |
[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 died so fast...
It was over in an instant, shot through the head from over a mile away. I never could have seen it coming. I've done my share of crime, and I'll be the first to admit that my life was overrun with hatred and fear. So I always knew I would go to hell... but I didn't think it'd be like this.
There is n... | |
[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 died so fast...
It was over in an instant, shot through the head from over a mile away. I never could have seen it coming. I've done my share of crime, and I'll be the first to admit that my life was overrun with hatred and fear. So I always knew I would go to hell... but I didn't think it'd be like this.
There is n... | |
[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 died so fast...
It was over in an instant, shot through the head from over a mile away. I never could have seen it coming. I've done my share of crime, and I'll be the first to admit that my life was overrun with hatred and fear. So I always knew I would go to hell... but I didn't think it'd be like this.
There is n... | |
[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 died so fast...
It was over in an instant, shot through the head from over a mile away. I never could have seen it coming. I've done my share of crime, and I'll be the first to admit that my life was overrun with hatred and fear. So I always knew I would go to hell... but I didn't think it'd be like this.
There is n... | |
[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 awaken in a comfortable chair, but an unfamiliar form. My ears are ringing, and my head is spinning. I have no idea where I am. The room is dim and empty, only myself. It blackens again, and I find myself in the same chair, but well rested. My ears perk up to a wonderful tune, and I turn my head to find a shadowy fig... | |
[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 awaken in a comfortable chair, but an unfamiliar form. My ears are ringing, and my head is spinning. I have no idea where I am. The room is dim and empty, only myself. It blackens again, and I find myself in the same chair, but well rested. My ears perk up to a wonderful tune, and I turn my head to find a shadowy fig... | |
[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... | "Sup man," I said, raising my right arm weakly. Sure, I was nervous, but the red and furry little creature reclining in a La-z-boy recliner reading a book with half frame glasses struck a genuine chord within me.
Startled, the nefarious imp put down his novel, "Keeping the Hearth Clean; a Book of Maintenance for Your ... | |
[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... | Cold darkness followed hard upon a sudden flash of blinding light. It was a palpable darkness, and I could feel it's tenebrous, cloying fingers entwine about my throat; felt it pulling me down and the weight of the air become nigh unbearable. I was drowning, or so it seemed, but how could that be? Last I remembered, 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... | 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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.
"... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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.
"... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | '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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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... | 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 ... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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.
"... | "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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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 ... | "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... | |
[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.
"... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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... | 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... |
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