Part 10
Flying like a bird through the air and they are all watching me! They are going to see me free myself and never will I have to feel their gazes again! My friends… I can see their spirits waving to me… smiling and welcoming me to the after life. I'm coming now! I'm going to join you!
His body hit the ground with a thud but for some reason he kept on going. He fell and Fell through to the center of the earth. He knew where he was. He was in Hell.
Screams echoed through the long deep caverns. Flames and lava shot up from unexpected places and the heat was tremendous. Slowly he floated to a flat surface and was greeted by a face he was familiar with from his dreams. The face of the Devil. He laughed a shrill laugh that made Paul's insides feel cold and he felt… for the first time since he was a child… so frightened that he wanted to cry.
"We meet in person Finally" The hideous creature boomed in a fearful voice.
"Welcome… Make yourself at home" He said and laughed again.
"Paul McDermott… I've heard so much about you. Can I have your autograph" and he laughed again.
"You know where you are I assume? Yes of course you do… everyone knows… are you prepared to face what is coming to you… ANSWER ME!" He shouted and the words were repeated in high pitch screams from those who had gone insane after being there so long.
Paul moved to his knees and began speaking in a quiet, pleading tone. 'Please… what is coming to me? What have I done wrong?'
"HA! If you don't know then I'm not going to tell you… but what's coming to you…Eternity in your worst nightmare sounds pretty good to me!" and again… that laugh.
'You don't mean…'
"Yes Paul… Turn around and all will be revealed" He said and waved his hand before disappearing into the lava. He stood and looked ahead for as long as he could. Perhaps thinking that if he avoided moving… he would avoid seeing what he feared most.
"You cant stand there for an eternity Paul… turn and look' the voice whispered to him. Slowly… he began to move his body around. There it was… worst fear. Thousands upon thousands of screaming teenagers holding out pens and paper for him to sigh. They rushed towards him calling his name and he let out a loud, bellowing scream that was drowned out by the sound of that dreadful laughter once more.
"Have fun Paul… if you sign them all maybe you'll get a little break… I make exceptions for the celebrities… Its only taken Elvis 300 years to get his break" and he laughed once more before fading into the background.
Paul screamed and screamed and suddenly…
"Paul? Paul wake up we've got to go! Show starts in an hour!"
'Wha? Who? Richard! Richard I… you… Tim…'
"Tim's in the car… I'm here… and we're late! Now move!"
'Rich… Where's Wil? And Rove?' Paul asked in a panic
"Who the hell are Wil and Rove?" Rich commented though seemingly not interested in the answer. He picked up Paul's costume and headed out the door. A strange look made its way into Paul's eyes. The glow of fire in his eyes even though there was no fire to reflect. In a low… quiet voice… he spoke. 'Good Bye Richard'
"What was that?"
'Nothing! Nothing at all' he said quickly and an evil smile stretched across his face as he walked out the door…
The End
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