I see death standing on my front porch.
Its name is the Reaper, it starts to move forth.
I see it holding a book in front of me,
Pointing, indicating my name, and that I deserve this… me.
It reaches forward as if you touch me and quietly says…
“You must come with me.”
I move forth taking its hand.
A vortex opened across the land.
Leading me to my inevitable end
it took us most of the night.
Finally reaching my destination
I recall previously believing in reincarnation.
Now knowing this is not the case
it lead me hastily to my final resting place.
Emerging from the depths of hell
it left me behind with its acrid smell
I turn to see a huge door in front of me
It opens… slowly… creaking…
Before me black and no one else is speaking
My new Master welcomes me.
“Ah at last ye has joined me.
In the depths of the Abyss for all to see.”
Now I am home in the halls that I roam…
For He has deemed me the Keeper, like a right hand man
it’s His gates where I stand for all eternity.
This would be the last place one would want to go after death, but what if they made a mistake and you didn’t belong there. In the end none of us have a choice.