[ WP ] You have died and have been sentenced to Heck .

Around me was nothing but fire. No, wait, it was n't hot. Cardboard cutouts of fire. Being moved around by demons? No, not demons. Midgets? Probably midgets. If I had my glasses I could tell. 
 
 `` Hello? Where am I?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Ah, greetings!'' I did n't see the person talking, but apparently he was behind me as he soon appeared to my side. `` I am Phil, the Prince of Insufficient Light. I've stopped by to personally welcome you to Heck.'' 
 
 `` To Heck? So I'm not in Hell? Is Hell even real?'' 
 
 `` Yes, Hell is real, and you're lucky to not be there. You barely made it up here!'' Phil laughed. 
 
 `` Oh, that's interesting. So what goes on around here? I assume not torture? Mild annoyance?'' 
 
 `` I suppose you could call it that,'' said Phil. `` Here, let me show you the arcade.'' 
 
 `` You have an arcade here?'' I did n't really believe him... 
 
 We walked for a bit past more `` fire''. There were a few people wandering about not doing much of anything. 
 
 `` Here we are, it's the arcade!'' said Phil. 
 
 I looked inside. There was exactly one game. It was Centipede. I went to play, but discovered that I could n't see what was going on, so I gave up. Somehow I managed to get a high score anyway, though only 2 other people had even played before me. Well, it *was* Centipede... 
 
 `` Any idea what happened to my glasses?'' I asked Phil. 
 
 `` No idea.'' 
 
 Seems like it's going to be a long eternity...
