The Hellish Journey of Hope

It begins

Everything is dark. At least to Hope's vision. He didn't know if it is his eye or the place that he was in is dark. "Where is he anyway?" You might be asking. Well, he is in a little place far underground. He is blinded by a bright light and shields his eyes.

"Hope!" A soft, feminine voice yells to him. The words are kindly spoken with a sense of urgency.

"Who's there!?" Hope says as his vision slowly starts to adjust. He sees a hints of red below his feet but his vision remained mostly black. He stammers back before falling on his butt. It stings his tailbone a little.

"I'm an angel, there isn't much time to explain. Look for white crystals, I left them for you!" The voice starts to fade. "They let me conta...." She is cut off causing Hope to panic. His heart starts to race as he struggles to stand.

"Where am I!?" Hope asks as he manages to stand. He sees what is below his feet, a stitch pattern of yellow, solid material covers the floor hardly covering something red and beating, similar to a heart. It goes throughout the floor and walls. This scares Hope enough to earn a silent scream.

"Oh my g-" His words are stole from his mouth. He couldn't pronounce the word "god"

"Oh shit. Please help me lo-" His words seem to stop in it's tracks. He couldn't say "lord" he grabs his mouth thinking it may have fallen off. A few seconds pass before a deep and nightly laugh is heard throughout the room.

"Hahahaha, there is no god here!" the voice shouts laughing hysterically. Suddenly a flash if dark red appears on the far side of the room. A tall figure seems to walk out of thin air. It was skinny and bones could easily be seen. It's skin looked smooth and was red all over. Two massive horns liked from it's head. It's mouth was more of a snout. A good observer would see yellow and sharp teeth.

"There is no god in Hell!" It chuckles as it slowly walks to him. It's steps are heavy and tremble the room. His footprints were steaming. Not that Hope could see. He was to busy trying not to cry as the massive entity towers over him.

"Welcome to Hell young one." His words seems less wrathful. He goes to touch theman. The man was only twenty. As the figure gets inches away, a white crystal falls in Hope's hand nearly slipping through his fingers. The figure shields its eyes as a white light shine from behind Hope. It hisses and backs away slowly.

"You shall not touch this person." The voice was the same as before. "He isn't supposed to be here. You stole him as soon as he died!" The voice was angry but still kept a small hint of harsh superiority.

"Fine, I may not be able to touch him but my

minions can! Good luck getting him out of here! Hahahah" it laughs as it starts to become translucent and eventually fades away.

"Hope, Satan can't touch you but the demons can! You have got to get to the upper layer of hell, there will be something there to drive you past the highway to hell. Don't eat the fruit, no matter what the demons tell you!" He voice was still urgent. The whole time Hope stood up and found a stairwell on the other side of the room. He starts to ascend.

"Okay, what the hell is going on?!" Hope says out of fear more than anything else. He didn't know what to do, he thought about just giving up before he starts.

"You'll be fine, I hope." A small pause then a clearing of a throat by the angel stops Hope from continuing. "Anyway, I am Herpha. Please be safe and look for the next crystal!" The crystal shatters and the shards disappear entirely. Hope shakes his head as he hides his face in his hands.

"Fuck. No, I can't do this" he says as he sits in a stair and starts to sob. He doesn't know what is ahead of him and, like any human, he is scared and has no clue how he is going escape from hell.