#oracledream

“I’m awake...where am I? oh...why am I in a giant room?” I ask myself as I stand in the middle of a room that almost looks like the entrance to a ballroom. next to me I see my two sisters and their boyfriends...i for some odd reason am alone. I look up and see a dial moving slowly from one end to the other on top of the main entrance doors...”WE’RE IN AN ELEVATOR!” i shout to my siblings, but all that came out of their mouths were cold panicked breaths...I see it now, the lower we went the colder it got. that’s when it dawned on me, we we’re going down...way down...a million thoughts raced through my head “did we die? what happened? are we going to hell? why hell?! well...why not hell?” I wasn’t scared mostly because we weren’t burning up in a lake of fire, if anything it was just cold. perhaps a light jacket could warm me up a bit. the elevator though is immaculate! plants in fancy vases, beautiful portraits and furniture, a statue and marble bust, I was in awe at the beauty of the elevator to hell. perhaps it was the universes way of saying “have a nice trip!” before the eternity of torture ensued. we’re getting closer to the bottom, I can feel it in my stomach like one would normally feel in a regular elevator. my siblings are all silent. not panicked anymore, maybe they came to the same realization as me that we were not burning up. As the Elevator came to a stop I could feel the air become still...the silence was so loud that it was unsettling...suffocating. we take one deep long breath and suddenly, the doors open.