My Path to the Underworld
I
stopped at my tracks in the middle of the road. Nowhere to go or hide, I’m sure
my dead body will be lying any time soon. I’m cornered, I can’t move my feet
from this two huge vehicles coming for me. I just closed my eyes and felt the
pain that was too hard to apprehend.
I
opened my eyes. It was too dark that I can’t see where I am about to go. Am I
dead? Yeah, sure it is, right? I just continued walking when into this unknown
path. Where do you think is my destination? I don’t know about that as well.
Okay. It’s really all black but I felt something. I’m already at the edge and
all I can see below is an ocean of red lavas. What the heck? Am I in hell? Of
all the places! I tried to run to where I came from but I just realized that I
was already falling in a deep endless hole. I ended up in a very heated rocky
place where I saw a few people like me. But, if I were to describe them, they
are more like zombies. Their bones were almost showing from their skin, and
their very pitiful faces begging for something. I tried to talk but my mouth
won’t open. I’m feeling thirsty from this very hot environment but there’s
nothing here. Am I going to turn into kinds like them?
A
few moments have passed and I looked like an old woman who can’t die even from
starvation and thirst. I want to die right now. Can’t I just die? I don’t know
what I’m doing. We were supposed to stand up forever. I can’t move my feet from
this place anymore. I’m feeling thirsty, hungry, tired, sick, exhausted, but I
still can’t do anything. Am I really that sinful to be suffering from all these
pain?
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