Hell
Is real and everyone has to face it alone. Enshrouded in darkness with no end in sight. Consumed with fire and worms devouring every part of you. Your body has transformed to match its habitat. With no escape and end in sight. You cant help but to scream out in anguish and torment. But like I said from the beginning noone can hear you your all alone. Are so you think because out of nowhere you hear demonic laughter that is so sinister that its lingering echoed continuously. Goughing out your eyes, cutting and dissecting your body into little pieces. Peeling off your skin and eating it over and over again. And this is only the beginning. Because this catastrophic ordeal is a never-ending cycle for all eternity.
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