William would awaken in the entrance to this hell he now had as an imagination.
Fragments of terrain are scattered all around. The skies are red like blood, the moon crimson like a solar eclipse, the sun blacker than a sackcloth of hair. Stars are falling down from the sky like comets, causing immense destruction and death wherever they land.
William would comment about similiar it was to an event in a book he read, "Weird. It's like in Revelations, when the sixth seal breaks. Wait, let me see if I can remember the specific verses... oh yeah, I remember now. Ahem, 'And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood; and the stars of heaven fell unto the earth...'
It seems whatever I'd think hell on Earth would be like is whatever is happening here. It's terrible. Stars are falling, the moon's crimson, the sun's black, and the skies are red. I'd better hurry if I want to restore at least a little bit of this hell. Come on, let's find the superego." before William and Malkos would head off.
To Be Written...