Hell

A Modern Tragedy

[2020]

It had begun to snow.

I found several small Christmas Trees and climbed them up towards her. The snow was getting wet. It was dark, there were several fires lit and festive lights were blinking. She had a small cutout where she was having tea. There was a little fire going and a crimson colored carpet. The open air was cold but the small space where I found her was warm. She was with company. I can’t remember a single thing. I was climbing again. I wasn’t worried though, I follow my instinct and I always find myself where I need to go. I had reached the tunnels. Steep stairs and abandoned lines were operating. I was following someone. Small leaks were everywhere but they hadn’t made it through my shoes. You couldn’t avoid some of the puddles where I was. As time passed some of the corridors became more narrow and deeper, the stairs became ladders and there was more water. I had reached the center of earth.

You’ve been spotted by something horrid lurking the snow and melting glaciers.

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