What happens when you live a full life and come to the end? What if you approach that end, fearing the judgment of the omnipotent, only to find the sentence has already been read... and you're not dead? What cruel irony exists when one finds hell in a living body with a mind which imprisons them in a world so much different than they once reveled in? A world where understandable speech escapes them? A world where they feel abandoned, alone, and tortured by the very angels sent to assist them. Is this what we mean when we speak of "hell on earth?" Is it a massive "stroke" of bad luck, or might it be a lesson in disguise... for someone?
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