(Shamelessly stolen from Reddit)
You died and you’re going down south to the fiery abyss. Satan is nothing if not thorough, and he (she? they?) wants to make your stay as tortuous as possible. What are the amenities of your own personal Sheol?
Me, it would be a place where everyone whispers loudly when talking to everybody else, but speaks just soft enough to me that I can’t hear or understand what they’re saying.
I don’t like whispering.
You died and you’re going down south to the fiery abyss. Satan is nothing if not thorough, and he (she? they?) wants to make your stay as tortuous as possible. What are the amenities of your own personal Sheol?
Me, it would be a place where everyone whispers loudly when talking to everybody else, but speaks just soft enough to me that I can’t hear or understand what they’re saying.
I don’t like whispering.