Danielle's Inferno by Michelle Rene

Author:Michelle Rene [Michelle Rene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Indie Author Project
Published: 2020-07-23T00:00:00+00:00

8

Violence

The light faded, and we found ourselves standing in a terrible, scorched desert. Fire rained from above even though the sky was dark. Everything was black and red. Blood and brimstone. Now this was how I pictured Hell.

Demons here were red all over and had great bull horns on their heads. They roamed with trays of beer fixed to their horns, so their hands were free torment. Everyone was armed with either a whip or poker or both.

A group of bedraggled people ran past us followed by a pack of dogs. Hellhounds maybe? At least, that’s how I would describe them. Great black dogs the size of lions with jaws big enough to swallow my whole head. We had to jump out of the way so as to not be trampled.

“Hey, watch it!” Pudding yelled.

“Sorry Pudding!” called one dog over his shoulder. “Gotta chase the gamblers. You know how it is!”

“No problem, Carl,” she yelled back. She turned and muttered under her breath. “Stupid, air-headed mutt.”

“Where are we now?” I asked.

“Violence,” she said.

“It’s…terrible.”

“It’s Violence. What’d you expect?” she said with a shrug.

I surveyed the land. Horrifying acts of violence were happening all around me. People were being chased and beaten. Dogs ripped entrails from fallen souls. Terrified screams of agony were everywhere. There was no respite from it.

“I don’t know what I expected. This is sort of how I expected all of Hell to be honestly. But seeing it, it’s just…”

“Remember, these are the people who sought violence, one way or another, in their own in life. They hurt people. It’s why they are here,” Pudding said.

“I know but still.”

“We’re talking murderers and violent criminals. Rapists. Remember that.”

We walked away from the dogs and toward what appeared to be a red lake. No, more like a sea. The screaming was less here, perhaps because there were less demons about. When we got nearer to the shore, I noticed it wasn’t water. The air smelled coppery and strange. It smelled like blood.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that the lake was moving, like it was carbonated. Lots of bubbles and steam. Wait, no. It was boiling. I could feel the heat coming off of it. Didn’t Pudding say there was a sea of boiling blood in Hell?

When I turned to ask her, I spotted her a few feet away, lapping some of the boiling blood like it was milk from a saucer. I fought the urge to puke.

“Ugh, Cerberus was right. I should have hydrated,” she said. “Don’t tell. I’d never hear the end of it.”

“Ewww. What the Hell? Is that the boiling blood sea you told me about? How can you drink that?”

“It’s not as bad as you’d think. Plus, if we are going to get to the next level, I’ve got to drink something. Seriously. I’m all dried out, and the heat here isn’t helping.”

“That’s just so disgusting,” I said.

“Listen, I’d love a porcelain dish of toilet water right now, but hey, when in Hell…”

“I’ve got a warm Poors Light if you want,” said a deep voice behind me.

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