Mer'ka Neshu

Hell guards are carrying me to my chambers of suffer. They are wearing white shirts. Shouldn’t be hell all pitch black and bloody I thought. They look decent except their face is covered with a piece of white fabric as well. I don’t want to look at them directly. But I can’t stop myself… Then I realize their face is not covered with fabric, fabric actually sewed in to their faces. There is this neon green spot which looks like an eye without an eye lid. I see it looking at me. I don’t know what to do! Then I feel something creeps around me. Ropes? No something different, something alive… Tentacles… They are surrounding me and they are coming from my guards. They are capturing my ankles and wrists. I feel the cold octopus like things holding me at my place. They look slippery but they are not. They are surrounding me they are forcing me to ball up like a baby. I realize those tentacles are melding with my skin. Am I becoming one of them? Is this my suffering granted me by my mistakes?