[ 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 .

Marcus awoke in a state of confusion. His mouth was dry as a desert, and it would seem as though the light leaking in through his curtains had spilled onto his face during the night, giving half of his face a slightly redder hue. Slowly, Marcus edged his feet off the side of his bed and onto the floor. Standing up and walking across his modestly furnished room, Marcus slowly leaned himself down into his desk chair. Flipping the switch to his computer, the room was filled with the light hum of fans and the glow of light from 3 connected monitors. The computer was up and running in no time flat, and Marcus immediately opened up his browser. He was met with an unfamiliar screen informing him he had no connection. *odd... * thought Marcus, this was a screen he was not familiar with. Google fiber had come to Marcus's town a few months ago, and since then he had enjoyed his high speed internet with no issue. *Not to worry* Marcus thought to himself, *I can fix this no trouble*. 
 
 Without realizing it, the phone was already in his hands and ringing. After a moment a click was heard through the speaker, someone on the other end had picked up, their room was full of noise. 
 
 `` Thank you for calling Comcast support, my name is Maria, how can I help you today?'' 
 

