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people.’ I was speaking more to myself than anyone else, but the
monk seemed to feel quite chatty by this point. Maybe he was
starting to enjoy the company.
    ‘ What you just witnessed was only
a small part of what goes on here. Only one soul is fully equipped
to deal with it all, and right now I’m thankful he is not here.’
There was no room for guessing who that one soul was, his lord of
darkness, the one, and only Satan.
    Back on the torture table, the twisted soul with the beautiful body had stopped
convulsing. Her chest continued to rise and fall steadily as her
glazed eyes stared blankly at the darkness of the ceiling above.
She wasn’t dead but you could bet your bottom dollar she was
wishing she was by that point.
    Then a thought suddenly occurred
to me. In fact, it was more of a fleeting image of Lisa. A quick
flash of that lovely smile and those beautiful eye’s that had once
been so full of life before the flatbed crushed it out of
her.
    ‘ Was Lisa brought here?’ I asked,
quietly praying the answer would be anything but yes.
    ‘ You’re wife was not destined for
this part of the kingdom. She is in a place where no demon has a
hand in her punishment.’ Said the monk, beckoning me to follow
after him.
    We continued walking towards the
same door the demons had entered the room by only a few minutes
ago. Somewhere in the distance, I could still hear that
horrible gurgling laughter. Just like everyone else I was expecting
to step out into a
world of raining fire and brimstone as we
crossed the threshold of the door and stepped outside.
    Instead, I found myself standing on a
deserted cobblestone street which was lined with crooked looking
buildings that I could not discern where either houses , stores
or simply just window dressing for a world that up until a few
days ago, I thought was purely just fantasy.
    ‘ I don’t understand what you
mean.’ I said, trying to adjust my eyes to the bright light of day
under the cold grey sky. ‘I thought all souls that ended up in this
kingdom as you call it, where punished for their wrong
doings?’
    ‘ They are. But not all of them
need the help of the Grimoyle’s to be reminded of the pain
they have inflicted on others. Some, like Lisa, only need to be
left alone where they will torment themselves until the end of all
time.’
    This was becoming a much deeper conversation
than I had thought I was going to be able to have with the faceless
holy man. And to be perfectly honest I wasn’t entirely sure I was
ready yet to hear about my wife’s self-imposed
punishment.
    Although there was still a nagging doubt that
her being here was really where she belonged. That could be in part
because I had always taken what Lisa had told me about her past as
being kosher. She was a kindergarten teacher when I met her, and
after much thought, I realized that I had never really gotten to
know anything else about her life before the time we
met.
    I still found it hard to believe that she
could have done anything so bad that warranted an eternity of
damnation. Not my wife, the woman who would bring stray dogs home
for the night before trying to find a new home for them. It just
wasn’t in her blood to be bad. Me on the other hand. I deserved
this. I deserved to be in Hell for the countless people I had
killed just for the money and no other motive but the
money.
    As much as I wanted to learn the truth about
my wife’s presence in Hell, I still got the sense that I shouldn’t
push too hard. I knew the horned one was most likely keeping tabs
on me, and the less I did to piss him off while I was not capable
of taking him in a fair fight, the better.
    Someday I was going to have to
stand up to him, but for now, he was our master, my boss, my
soul reason for still being able to draw a breath on
Earth.
    I decided to change the subject as we headed
along the narrow street which seemed to rise up briefly before
taking us on to a downhill slope.
    ‘ What are Grimoyle’s ?’ I