Uncomfortable

It is hot, She thought.

Really hot.

Her thoughts stopped... Why is it hot?

She scanned her surroundings. There were Flame bars and more flame bars on the other side, with a chained male on the other side screaming, but no sounds reaching her ears. She could hear nothing around her as she continued looking around and saw more people chained up in various positions looking to be reacting in some kind of pain, but no sound reached her.

She looked at the state of herself and noticed the same chains on her wrists and ankles and slight discomfort, but that was it. She sat there for a time, thinking about what was going on, and thought that the men who shot her were most likely correct that she was in hell. After years of ruining people's lives and ending them, she guessed she deserved to be here.

A chuckle came out of her mouth, then a laugh full of amusement came out of her mouth. This was her punishment, apparently. That thought just made her laugh more. When she was in high school, her humor was never like anyone else's hell, and even she didn't understand her humor.

Her laughing apparently caught someone's attention as a Female appeared in front of her.

She was a large breasted black haired woman with the type of hourglass body that celebrities would literally kill for. She had a black tail that moved behind her with a cute arrow tip that clashed with her sexy body, making it more demonic.

"What do we have here?" The woman asked, looking at myself with and proceeded to inspect me. "You are a different one."

My laughter quieted down. "Why I guess I am," I say as my giggles came to a stop looking at the woman.

"Let us take you somewhere special." She said, and the scenery changed around me. It changed from soundless tortured people to a study with bookshelves running into forever in all directions full of books. A fire-red Carpet and a brown desk sit between the shelves with a black chair and a red man with black horns sitting in it.

"Elena, to what do I owe this pleasure." The red man leaning back in his chair, relaxing leisurely.

"Found an interesting one Chains didn't cause any pain, just discomfort." the woman apparently named Elena replied.

"That is interesting. Let me look at her file." A book came flying through the air after a moment from between the shelves from far down where my eye couldn't see and landed swiftly into his hand. "So died just today and from several gunshots to the body and eighteen more in the head. Family life no spouse, no children parents estranged after high school doesn't even know where she is or what life she lived Mob boss is what her job title says."

"So my life is interesting to some devil," I say so that they know that I can hear them.

"Shush... let me see. Your name is Salvie," The red man says, leafing through the book in his hands. "Now Elena, you found a good one. The boss was looking for this type, and it has been centries since we had one show up on our door."

"Perfect!" Elena said, her breasts jiggle as she does a small dance, her tail wagging around as she does a small happy dance. "Let the boss know I'm the one who found her, Rick!"

"Will do Elena now go back to work." The red man named Rick said to Elena. Rick then turned to me. "Now I'm about to send you to the boss man with my report. Good luck in your next." he said, and again the Scenery changed.

This time it was simply dark. I had time to think in this darkness. I'm guessing I just went from lowest class to middle management to now seeing the boss. This was different from what I was expecting. Hell was supposed in religion to be a place of torture and brimstone, or whatever all I got now was being talked in front of and discomfort on a mild scale. I guess if sensory deprivation comes next if this is my new hell in complete darkness waiting.

That kind of made my heart drop a hell in which you forever sit on hold with nothing to look at or listen to just nothing but your own thoughts. I guess they know how to torture if that was the case cause I feel like I'm wasting time here waiting for the customer service rep to talk to me. Time goes by as I am waiting. I have no indication of how much time is moving, just knowing it is moving, waiting on Rick's and Elena's Boss.

Finally, after what feels like days or weeks, I appear before a throne with the room around me blurred. I feel like I can see it, but I can't. All there is that I can make out is a Throne that I can't describe it. My brain knows what it is, but I can't see or feel it. My thoughts can only process what it is.

After a second, a blurred person comes in and sits on the throne. "Now, Salvie, Rick tells me you are what I'm looking for." A commanding male voice says to me, "I have a universe that needs someone like you to mix things up." he pauses for a moment, and I have the feeling that he stares at me for a second before continuing. "Now I have something to help you do that, but frankly, I do not care what you do with it. The people upstairs have been waiting for me to have a person for this so all of them can send their own into it, you're the last to show up. They will have their own help, but really we all decided it will be random what you get. The only thing is that it will be random based on personality. To make things fair between all of us." I had the feeling that he was annoyed about this whole conversation and that he wanted me out. "What you think is true. This is a game for those upstairs, and I was forced to have my own by vote to make this fun for everyone."

That's it, and I am entertainment. I had to ask a question, though. "So, I am in hell, and I'm being sent back to the living?"

"Yes and no," The blurred voice replies, "You will be sent to a new universe and Birthed there for our entertainment Salvie. Enjoy, for it will be your last chance at it."

With that, it happened again, and I changed the scenery again.