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A truth serum. Fear. And Satan.
I was tricked into going to Hell.
I drink the elixir. I don't even know why I did, it was an impulse and so unlike me. But that's divine timing for you.
The promises of it taking me to hell seemed fake, until it wasn't.
"Have more, it'll take you to the 7th circle of Hell," my friend Hermes says.
Except I'm an overachiever, I went to the 8th circle.
Down, down, down, into the 8th circle of Hell. Spiraling through all the other circles of hell to get there. Satan was waiting for me there. Eager to meet me. Eager to make me suffer. Time stopped. There's no escape.
But Satan is a nice guy, he'll let you out - for a price.
All you have to do is let go. Of all your attachments. Of everything you hold dear. Including your life. All you have to do is let go, so why is it so hard? Let go and you'll be free. Let go and you'll get what you want, to escape Hell. But as we all know, it's not that easy is it?
