Story a day: 10.15.16

They gathered at the gates of hell. Simon felt the crowd crushing against him, but such minor discomfort hardly mattered.

Satan pushed through them, flinging souls aside as he walked to the head of the crowd. Simon dodged out of his path just in time. He managed to stay close enough to have a clear view of the new soul just arriving. It came down in a fountain of light to land softly on hell’s rocky floor.

The soul stood and faced Satan.

“So,” the devil said, “you’re the one the old man took down himself?”

The woman’s soul shrugged. “Seems that way.”

“Why?” Satan asked.

She smiled.


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