What Happened Afterwards

Killed. Killed, I mean really killed by the only person I truly loved, well that is except myself thought Dorian. Now he was standing in some darkened, dreary and damp room which was filled with the smell of death. Am I dead? Dorian thought to himself. Even though he thought he had spoken this thought in his head, a creature emerged from the shadows and answered," No, this is worse than death, at least death lets you off the hook. This is where you, Dorian Gray, will spend the next one hundred years of your existence. This is the Jail of Hell. "

Humph, thought Dorian, a really original name that. Again, the creature (who appeared to be a Cyclops) answered him," It was when it was begun."

"When was it begun?" asked Dorian.

"Way before your time, even though you have been around for a lot longer than most. It was begun at the beginning of time, the supposed "Big Bang", well, that's what they say anyway."

"By the sounds of it, mmm Sir?"

"You may call me Atlas."

"Well, by the sounds of it Atlas, you my dear fellow, sound pretty dubious about this so called "Big Bang", oh and is it really one hundred years, is there some sort of equivalent time period or not?"

"One hundred years in the Jail of Hell is the equivalent of one hundred days on Earth. So every year here, is in fact only one day on Earth."

Right thought Dorian, I've been alive for how long, so many centuries, what's one hundred years?