There are no rules.
After what feels like an eternity, we finally manage to reach the shore. As soon as I climb off the shore, the boatman spreads his skeleton hand for the coin. I give it the silver coin and bow to him respectfully. He never speaks, but he leaves a certain impression that he must never be messed with.
When I lift my head, the boat and the boatman are already gone. I take a breath of relief. The river is also gone. I am the only one standing in front of a black door with no doorknob. There is no wall or anything around the door. This must be the entry to the hell. I can wait here for eternity, but the door won't go or change. I push the door and enter.
"Welcome to the Limbo!" Someone shouts as soon as I enter the office. It's a man dressed in corporate clothes. He is short, fat, and wearing thick glasses. His eyes are brown. He looks quite human to me.
I can't help but feel weird. Is it supposed to be like this?