Disclaimer: The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy belongs to Maxwell Atoms and Cartoon Network Studios. I own but my words…don't sue and don't plagiarize.
This is a little extra something. Not too sure what, but it's filler while I work on other stuff.
Special thanks to my lo-veh-ly beta Atheyllia Fox for the concrit and suggestions. I went with your way in the end, heh.
they said to
burn.
They had told her Hell was dark.
(…but God, that was a lie, wasn't it? Hell was full of fires that never stopped glowing, and nothing could be dark while drenched in flames…)
They had told her Hell was lonely.
(…there were so many souls here, all packed and crowded and loud, fuck no you couldn't be alone.)
They had told her all you could hear in Hell was the screaming.
(…yes, there was screaming, but above it rang the sobbing, the moaning, the whispering and wishing—no, the screaming was drowned.)
They had told her she'd be beaten in Hell, mutilated and torn apart but unable to escape.
(…yet the sobs, they were not for physical pain. Satan had not so much as touched their wrecked souls, but he'd let them rot here in groups, together but desperately wanting to be alone with their sorrows, and that was punishment enough for all...)
They had told her that Hell was overrun by monsters, grotesque and gaping beasts who roamed the fire-laden plains.
(…the thing they failed to grasp was that they were the monsters, trapped and tormented, forever locked in that wretched place…)
They had told her that no one cared to visit you in Hell, not even your best friends.
(…and damn, they were right on that one. He had promised, promised to come and play with her another time even as he was dropping her off at the worn, aged gates—
—but that was a lie, and he had never bothered to see her again.)
.end.
Constructive criticism encouraged.