[ WP ] Hell so closely resembles life that most residents of Hell have n't even realized they died . Life and Hell are not completely alike though ; there 's one small difference between the two that makes Hell as terrible as legends say .

I shook myself free from a long daydream. How long had I been standing here? Before me I see the back of someone's head and long dark hair, a cell phone raised to their ear. She's awfully loud, rude even, and that's when I realized it was the incessant noise of a mob of angry people surrounding me that finally budged me loose from my blissful musing. 
 
 I shift my glance around, taking it all in, people standing around with disgruntled looks on their face. Every last one of the impatiently fidgeting and muttering under their breaths. The unrest hanging as thick upon the air as the abundant noxious body odor of dozens of unwashed migrants like yourself, one and all awaiting... What were we waiting for, again? I hear a loud glossed overly polite voice, one which lazily feigns the attempt of hiding the discontent, even disgust, in their voice. The line shifts a few feet. How long had I been in line here? I just had my licensed renewed... Maybe it was to pay some fine... 
 
 I get lost in my thoughts for some time, taking myself far from the crowd of people. Hiding in my special place once more... 
 
 Moments pass until a cough from behind reignites my immediate awareness, or was it hours?... How long had I been standing here?
