Visions from Hell - Chapter 1.txt
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They say that when you die it happens in the blink of an eye. That as your eye closes the soul leaves the body and when the eye opens it looks upon where you'll spend eternity. So much is said about Heaven and how it looks, the beauty and majesty of it all. And of course being in the presence of Jesus, God and all your loved ones that have gone on before you. But not so much is told about Hell, even though they try to tell us that it's just as real. I've never been that religious but I always believed there was a god, just didn't think that he was that interested in me. I'm not a mean person but I just never saw the value to being overly nice. Nobody ever was that nice to me so why return a favor that wasn't there. After my folks were gone there wasn't a desire in me for church so I stopped going. Now keep in mind, I never went out of my way to be mean to someone, but there were the stray thoughts of killing the random asshole that cut me off in traffic. All in all I don't think I was such a bad person, just not the most friendliest of sorts.
I work in a gas station and most mornings I'm by myself for a few hours. It was one of those mornings where we'd been busy but not overly so. I was making a fresh pot of coffee when two guys came busting thru the front doors. Now with everyone wearing masks due to this shit ass virus I didn't really think much of it. Until I saw their guns and they came at me to get the register open. It isn't my money so I have no problem popping open the drawer and getting it all out for them. They were pissed cause most of our transactions are with a card now so there was very little money in the register. I offered them cigarettes and lottery tickets but all they wanted was money. Guess they were so pissed that they ended up shooting me in the chest. I remember as the bullet hit me the amount of pressure in my chest. Then as I fell backward I thought about how stupid this all was. When my head hit the floor I remember thinking that this was going to give me a headache and my eyes slowly closed.
The next thing I remember is hearing the screams. Screams of fear. Screams of pain. And then the laughter. Nasty, sinister laughter. As my eyes opened and I looked around it became clear to me that I wasn't on the floor of the gas station. This was someplace different. Someplace hot and semi-dark. The smell of burning flesh and decay was overwhelming.
"We got a new arrival. This is a good one. Knew about the guy upstairs but never trusted him to take care of eternity. So close but yet so fucking far. Also this one is a faggot with some special kinks. Thinks he likes pain but we can give him a special kind of pain. Takes it up the ass and down the throat like all faggots do. This one likes to be Dominated, no problem there. Also likes young guys to take control of him. Has a special like of blond surfer/skater type guys. Also likes Straight Alpha Men to use him. He's got some good fears so that'll be fun to play with over time. Let's get this one ready and put into general population for a while."
The sheet that had been covering me was yanked off and for the first time i realized i was naked. Then the two, for lack of better description, Gorn, the lizard type creatures from the original Star Trek but these creatures had a burned and blackened skin, they grabbed me from the table and drug me from wherever i had been. I tried to stand but my legs weren't working yet. As we passed by rooms in this building screams and laughter could be heard coming from some while others just sobbing could be heard. The hall twisted and turned and on and on it went. Then we were outside and in opposition of the beauty attributed to heaven this place look horrible and terrifying. They drug me to a palace of sorts and right into the main hall. There, sitting on a throne at the end of the room was what had to be the Devil. He didn't look like the dragon that is often used to picture the Devil. No, this looked like a normal Man, but one of the ones that had tormented me all my life. He looked to be about six foot five and maybe two twenty five in weight. Even though He was dressed in tight jeans and a t-shirt i could still see the muscles all over His body. Blond hair that was a bit shaggy, just the way I liked it, and piercing blue eyes. I was tossed on the floor before Him.
"So this is my new toy is it?" Asked the Man sitting on the throne.
"Yes my Prince it is." Replied one of the Gorn.
"Tell me faggot, am I what you expected?"
I slowly got to my feet and looked up at Him. "Not at all Sir. I had expected something else. Something more like these guys"
"Haha, of course you did. That's what you've been taught all your life. What people don't know or realize is that Hell, just like Heaven, is customized for each person. Your Hell is going to be different than anyone else's, just as your Heaven would have been. But now you are here and its time to go thru your offenses."
A scroll was handed to Him and He unrolled it and started reading over it. Finally He looked at me, "Well for the most part your life was boring, you were a decent enough guy, but then we get to your fantasy life. That's where you are really the fucked up pervert isn't it faggot?"
"Yeah, i guess so."
"You guess so? Let's start looking at some of these nasty little fantasies you've had. Serving as a cocksucker to groups of skaters at the skate park. These guys range in age from fourteen to twenty three. Then there's the fantasy of blowing Straight Men but instead you just buy shit for them to enjoy. Something about a married guy and his wife and you, that one's kinda fun. But then we get a little deeper and we see how you want to have revenge on some of these skaters, tie them up and whip them, then fuck them. There's even some stuff here about using electricity to knock them out from the pain. Now that could be fun. This gives me some very good ideas and trust me, I've been tormenting you mortals since the beginning of time so I can come up with more horrible things than these. Take him to start his new life in Hell!"
With that the Gorn turned me around and pulled me from the room. The sound of His laughter filled my ears. Am i really in Hell? Or am i just dreaming this after being shot? Am i about to wake up in the hospital and they tell me I'll recover in a few months?
(As a side note I'm curious to hear what you guys think of this. Is this something that I should continue or not. My original thought was to take one person and start his life in Hell, then bring in another but with a different story line. This was a short chapter so that I could lay some groundwork for future chapters, if there is any interest in this line that is. Drop me a line and let me know what you think.)