I felt cold, and shivered. Goosebumps appeared all over my arm. I looked around me. A cave. "Hello?" I called out. "Anyone there?" I stood up and looked at what I was wearing. I had on a long white dress and my hair had returned to its original color, brown. It was curled and a headband was placed on top of it. Just then, I heard someone reply to my shouts.
"What? Why aren't you floating with the other spirits?" A man appeared from the darkness of the cave. He had blue flaming - literally! - hair and a long black cloak. "How is this possible?"
"What?" I asked him. "Wait, who are you? Where am I?"
"You're in the Underworld, and I'm Hades."
"Like in the myths?"
"Sure, but you're dead! How can you be here instead of with your fellow dead?"
"Uh, I don't know."
"Come here." I stepped closer to him. He grabbed my arm; I flinched. My last experience on Earth involved touching. "What's wrong?" he growled angrily.
"Oh, um, nothing," I lied.
"Fates! Get over here!" Three women rushed over. None of them had any eyes, except the tallest one, but it was in the one socket. "Fates, can you explain this?"
"What? I can't see," the short, fat one asked.
"It's a girl?" the one with the eye answered.
"A dead girl!" Hades shouted.
"Ooh," they said all at once. "We don't know."
"Great! What am I supposed to do with a measly human?"
"Hey! I still have feelings."
"Whatever." He drug me to a jail cell and threw me in.
"What the heck?"
"I don't know what you're doing here, you expect me to just let you roam free?"
"Well, locking me up isn't a great option!"
"Just stay here for a while." He locked me in the cell and left. He hair had been lighting up the room, so now it was dark. Pitch dark. And still cold.