Suitably Warm

I never really consider the consequences of life when you’re living it.  I was never one for church or repenting of my many sins but I hope that the good things I did in life would out weight the bad.  I couldn’t have been more wrong.  It would seem I did very little good.

On the day of my death I wondered if I would see the light and be whisked away to a beautiful place.  But that was not the case.  I could see my friends standing around me, which were few.  I never married so there were no tears being shed by a grieving widow.  Hell I was only forty years old.  But when my friend pulled the plug on the machine that helped me breath my soul stepped from its body and a strange thing happened.  The world around me faded away.  Like a heavy fog in the early morning it slowly disappeared.  And what surrounded me was an empty space it was like living on a white board.

I walked for what felt like an eternity before I came to a large desk, it reminded me of something you’d find in a courtroom.  Suddenly a large being appeared behind the desk, I jumped in shock not expecting that, thinking a door would open or some being would gently appear.  This creature didn’t look male or female, but it had a bright light swirling around it along with a glow of flames.  I stood there looking up at this giant Omni sexual being.

‘It’s judgment day.’  The voice echoed around the empty space like a song on repeat, never ending.  I couldn’t believe it, I thought judgment day was a joke to scare people in to going to church.  The echoes only ended when the being spoke again.  ‘You have spent only eight hours in church, but the way you lived your life has defined your true character.  Bully in high school and a bully in the work place.  Tell me did you have fun stepping on people in order to get raises and get that seat on the board?  Did you ever consider what you were doing to the other person?’

I just looked at the creature, not sure what to say.  I was surprised that this was happening.  But before I could answer or speak for my good deeds the creature continued.  ‘Let it be noted that the man in question has no reasons for the way he treated people.  I sentence you to the door of horns.’

‘Wait what?  I have something to say.  Please I’m sorry.’

‘Sorry…you sorry?  Those people are sorry their lives destroyed by your actions.  Door of Horns, please enter.’

I shook my head and walked around the desk.  The creature disappeared and I looked at the door of Halo’s, damn I knew where I was going.  Panic started to rise deep with in my eternal soul.  I didn’t want to go to Hell.  I ran to the door of Halos and pulled on the doorknob.  It didn’t budge.

I screamed and yelled to be let in but nothing.  Then the door of horns slammed open and a great wind blew out of it.  The wind was scorching as it swirled around me, I could feel invisible hands clutching at me pulling me.  The invisible wind was dragging me to the door.  I hung on to the doorknob but my grip failed and I flew through the door of Horns hearing it slam behind me.

It was hot and in the shadows I could see things moving.  Screams lit up the surrounding area but I had no idea where they were coming from.  In the distance I could see buildings that were aflame, a sky that shimmered like coals.  A dark shadow against the red horizon was heading my way and I thought to myself hell I wish I had my sunglasses.

 

The End

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