The grotesque Stench of decomposing bodies filled the air and the heat kept it alive. John stood at the gates to pain and ultimate suffering.he couldn't turn back, he had tried that already. the white bars lay closed steaming, choking John.

A strong wind whipped at John's hair bringing with it a husky whispering voice, "step towards your new Kingdom." the voice was evil, sending strong shudders up and down John's back. the gates open and he walks through immediately stepping in lava.

REALLY THIS JUST A TRIAL VERSION I'LL PROBABLY WRITE A BETTER ONE. ??