“Welcome to Hell!” The Devil had a big grin on his face. “We’re going to get to know each other very, very well…”
John didn’t want to. He had heard of this guy, and didn’t like what they said.
“Could I please go to the bathroom?” he asked, looking for some kind of escape if even just for a moment.
“There is no bathroom!” The Devil laughed and laughed. The sound echoed through the halls, blended with the moans of suffering from millions of jars of tortured souls.
It always amused him when new recruits arrived. They were always so scared, regretting whatever they thought had given them this horrible fate, too late to change. Little did they know it had been all along.
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Hell! It’s no laughing matter, but it is life although not as we know it.
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A hell of a life, even.
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The devil did nothing to change their perception of why they were there. For him, I wouldn’t expect any less. For you….Well played out.
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I don’t think he cares too much, to tell you the truth 😉 Thanks, happy you enjoyed it.
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I did. Love your creative mind.👍
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Well, if I’m going to hell then I’m going to hell?
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Yep, already decided. See you there 😀
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Well, it’s nice to know where I’m going I guess 🙂
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Indeed. Have fun on the way.
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You mean we can just go ahead and be wicked?? 😉
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Go for naughty. Very, very naughty…
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I like naughty..!
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