I was in a strange place, and could not recognize the faces, or people around me, thay seem to suffer, but even that, they were happy to be there, some joy that i couldnt understand...
Finally, i could find why they were enjoying that weird place lost in time, they could fly... and that was something denied for me.
That was the reason i called it "hell".
My human hands tried to reach the broken surface of reality to escape from that unreal place, and then i realize, that i wasnt in heaven or hell. For me, that was only an eternal purgatory.