Chilling Fire

"Angel, wake up."


The room was crowded with a dull buzzing sound. Ximena shook her head, as she felt she saw double. For the first thing, the woman/man infront of her looked tall/little and very robust/ petite and stared at her in contempt/pity.


The one beside them nudged them softly/harshly. "Don't get her hopes up! You only need to deliver the information required."


She/he sighed. Ximena watched as it came closer to her face, until it was inches from her nose.


"Entered at age 20 and offenses are as followed," it began reading off the script in a monotone/peppy voice.


"False witness, cursing, unfaithfulness, gluttonous...."


The words seemed to fade into Ximena's brain until she bit back a scream. But with what body? Her soul stood at a motionless state, where these entities were the only ones who could travel.


"....It is still unclear which path you are bound for, so you must abide here."


Ximena silently watched the unearthly beings, and thought,"What is going on?"


The entities seemed to understand and one patiently/rapidly stated,"Your body is disconnected from you."


"Like a coma?"


"A more permanent one, at the very least."


"I do not understand."


"Lost soul, do you not understand? Let me explain in your earthly terms. You are dead."





[Hello, I would like to elaborate on this scene. It is an interpretation of purgatory, everything being neither good/bad, hence the conflicting opposing characteristics of everything. As someone who often wonders about what happens proceeding death, I often find myself trying to list off what might be held against me, like what the angel/demon does to Ximena. Anyways, thank you for reading this far]

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