Waves of color, all around me. My body feels light, as I float through this space of colorful lights and waves. A nice warmth embraces me, giving me a feeling of safety and tranquility. A sudden breeze starts blowing calmly, gently carrying me through this space. As I look upwards I see a colored sky, like splashes of paint, above me, as it smoothly mixes the various colors to make new ones. Yellow and blue make green, red mixes with yellow to make orange, and blue and red create a nice purple. Some clouds appear and levitate under this process. Droplets of the colors fall down on the clouds, giving them a nice hue, before they continue floating onto wherever their destination is.
The wind takes me away from the colorful landscape. Color makes way for darkness. After a few moments in the pitch black darkness, I start to see stars and planets around me. A galaxy forms around me, showing me a beautiful cosmos unlike anything I have ever witnessed. As the wind drags me further through this amazing view, I can see stars exploding far in the distance, expanding as surges of light. They remind me of fireworks, but much more beautiful.
As I look towards the direction the wind is carrying me, I see two swirling vortexes in the distance. One of them looks white, swirling with an odd calmness, as golden threads and feathers of light seem to be mixed into it. The other looks black, swirling in a chaotic, terrifying fashion, as flames and smoke huff out and around it. The wind drags me inbetween the two swirling masses, keeping me levitating there. I feel the breeze traveling up my body, making me move my arms and pointing one at each vortex. The golden threads and feathers reach out to my hand and swirl around it, as if they are grabbing me. The black flames and smoke do the same with my other hand. As the two forces hold my hands, I feel them trying to pull me towards their vortex. As they do this I feel a rush of memories entering my head.
Me. Me as a teenager. I walk up on a cat, and pet it. It's a stray, so I take it home, where I feed it. It gets water from me. I take care of it. I feel the white vortex pulling a bit harder.
A man is in the house. Fat, tanktop with sweat and drool on it, an unshaven face, and a belt. He kicks the cat. It dies. He grabs his belt and swings at me. Again. And again. And again. And again. And aga-
Blackout.
He is dead on the floor, multiple stab wounds are over his body. I'm holding a knife. It has blood on it. I killed him. The black vortex pulls harder.
Blackout.
I'm on the streets. The same knife used to kill that man is in my hands, I'm playing with it. A person walks into an alleyway. I follow, knife hidden in my jacket. The person turns around and looks at me. They look concerned. They offer me a hand and their scarf. I clench my knife and cut their throat in one swift motion. It feels good. I take their valuables, scarf and a piece of bread from their pocket. I hear a scream from behind me, causing me to run. A few minutes later I hear sirens. The black vortex pulls harder.
Blackout.
I'm in a bank. A mask on my head, gun in hand and a large bag in my back. There is one more man beside me, in a similar attire. I pace through the bank, ordering hostages to get on the ground, then moving to the safe. It seems that I know this place well, I probably planned this robbery. I drill the safe, take all the money away and put it in my bag. As I rush out, I see my partner. He is ecstatic, we obtained a big load of money. "We"? Not in this scenario. I fire multiple bullets in his chest. He falls to the floor. I flee, unfazed. A worker makes use of my actions, pressing an alarm button. I flee the scene, as sirens wail. I enter a building and climb to the roof, where I have a view of the bank. I grab a detonator from my jacket and press the trigger. The bank explodes. Many people must have died. I seem unfazed. The black vortex pulls very hard.
Blackout.
I'm on a roof. Rain is falling down, as a man is gripping my neck. He seems angry, but I don't know why. I suddenly pull my head back and fall, all the way down the building. The scenery seems to glitch. The city seems normal, then it is in flames. Did I do that? The white vortex is barely holding onto me, as the black vortex is pulling with an extreme amount of force.
Blackout.
I'm dead.
The white vortex loses the tug of war. The black flames and smoke drag me away into the black vortex, as I see the beautiful cosmos fade away. The warm, light feeling fades away in me. I feel unsafe, endangered, afraid. This is torture. I get dragged further and further into a swirling mass of flames and smoke. Suddenly I fall onto a solid surface. I slowly try to gather myself. My head feels wet. I whip my forehead with my hand and look at it. Red. I am bleeding. I feel a stinging pain from my forehead. Why? After that great and comfortable feeling in that colorful world and space, why would I have to experience this now. I want to go back! This place is like-
A red humanoid creature with horns walks up to me. "Hello, sinner. Welcome to Hell."
