HELLBOUND
I kept a hold on one of Abby’s hands and we walked away from the room that the man named Ryan was in and took a stroll through Hell towards my home.
“It’s nothing like I expected,” she said to me with a small smile creeping onto her face.
“Everybody sees what they want to in the afterlife,” I explained to her, “One person’s Hell is another person’s Heaven, and vice versa,” I said to her. “Tell me what you see,” I was curious.
“It looks a lot like Earth, really, the cement sidewalks and grass,” she moved her leg to graze the grass she was referring to and pulled away quickly with an “Ow!”