• I never would have guessed that I’d be enjoying the company of a Demon in Hell.
    I was always taught that Demons were terrible, sinful beasts from the day they were born until the day they die.
    But ever since I met Iratu,
    I’ve begun to question what I’ve been taught.
    I wonder what everyone back in Heaven would say?
    Too bad I’ll never find out.
    I’ve resigned myself to the fact that I’ll never return,
    partially because of the strange man we met…
    “Iratu,” I began to ask “this is suck…lonely place. Are we the only ones?”
    “Well…” he responded “There’s THAT guy!”
    “Eh? Where?” I questioned him, not seeing a soul in sight.
    “Hiya!” A boy said as he popped out of the River Styx.
    “EEYAAGH!” I yelled “B-back, you m-monster! BACK!!”
    I exclaimed pointing my battle scythe at him.
    This boy was missing skin and was showing his insides on one side of his body as if he had been horribly burned.
    When I calmed down,
    The man with half a face introduced himself as a performer named
    Seymour Sinclair.
    Although he appeared young,
    He said he had died over 30 years ago in a tragic accident.
    “Sorry to hear about your situation, Darius.
    Sounds like you’re stuck here in The Ring of the Slightly Damned just like I am.” He said
    “I’ve been trying to swim across the Styx to Heaven.”
    “That is possible?” I asked
    “Well…I have no idea actually.” He explained
    “But what can I say? I’d rather keep trying than stick around here doing nothing!”
    “I’ll tell your folks what happened to you if I make to Heaven, alright?”
    He’s crazy. I thought to myself.
    If Seymour had been trying to escape for this long,
    What chance do I have of ever getting out of Hell?
    “I’ll be on my way now, but…” He was saying
    “if you would be so kind as to remove your ‘pet’?”
    Iratu was clinging on to his a** with his teeth!
    “Iratu!”
    “RRR…”