It happened so fast. One moment, I started across the street, when out of nowhere, a fast-moving car roared through the red light and hit me. My last thought, he didn’t even try to avoid me, as my head smashed into his windshield, then nothing but darkness.

I woke up in this terrifying place, half-naked with my wrists secured in chains, watching in horror as the Grim Reaper approached with his deadly-looking scythe. Pausing, he lowered the blade of his razor-sharp scythe until its cold steel blade rested against the side of my slender waist, “Welcome to purgatory, Angelique. In this place, you will atone for your sins, suffering in agony until I decide the fate of your soul. I assure you that over the long centuries of torment to come, your suffering will become legendary, even in hell.”

With that, he cruelly pulled his scythe across my waist, painfully cutting me open. I cried out in horror as I helplessly watched my entrails slithering out of my belly to pool around my feet on the blood-spatter floor below before the darkness claimed me.

I awoke once again in this terrifying place, half-naked with my wrists secured in chains, watching in horror as the Grim Reaper approached with his deadly-looking scythe, “Angelique, by now, you should realize that death in the afterlife is only transitory. In this place of blood and unspeakable torment, I and I alone control every facet of your existence.

With that, he swung the razor-sharp blade of his scythe through me, brutally cutting me in half at the waist. Hanging helplessly from my wrists, I watched in horror as my scythe mutilated guts spilled to the blood-spattered floor as I quickly bled out.

I awoke once again in this terrifying place, half-naked with my wrists secured in chains, watching in mounting unspeakable horror as the Grim Reaper approached. His darkly ominous grin on his lifeless face while his hands grasped the deadly razor-sharp scythe at the ready.

Fear the Reaper...