[ WP ] You die during a driving test and awaken in hell . Satan let 's you return to earth if you complete your test and get your licence on the highway to hell . The devil is your driving instructor , and he is VERY picky .

`` Wha... what happened?'' I gasped, coming awake where I lay on the warm stone. 
 
 A nondescript face came swimming into view over me; clean shaven with small wire-framed glasses set atop a moderately-priced suit. 
 
 `` You died'' replied the face. `` Welcome to Hell.'' 
 
 I tried to think of something to say, and failed. I tried to be scared, but that did n't work either. It was too much of a shock for my brain- or whatever I had now- to process. 
 
 `` So, are you the Devil?'' I managed lamely, climbing to my feet. 
 
 `` I am Mr. Standon, of the firm Standon, Abel, Thomas, Alden, and Gneid.'' 
 
 `` S.A.T.A.G.?'' 
 
 He gave me a dismissive look. `` The'G' is silent.'' 
 
 I nodded. What else could I do? 
 
 `` So'' he continued, looking down at a form he was suddenly holding, `` you died in a car crash during your driver's test. It says here you swerved to avoid a cat, and drove through the wall of a pre-school during nap-time. No survivors.'' 
 
 Painful memories suddenly flashed through my head of blood and screams, a lot of each my own. I was silent for a long while, until finally- 
 
 `` What about the cat?'' 
 
 He sighed, otherwise ignoring me. `` According to the second paragraph of section IV of the Carnage Clause, you have done sufficient damage in the amount of 17 % over necessary thresholds to earn a chance at-'' and here he paused, a look of vague disgust wandering over his face- `` redemption.'' 
 
 `` Okay.'' None of this was making much sense to me. 
 
 `` All we need you to do is complete the task you were undertaking at the time of you death. There is one highway here, and you will drive it. Mr. Alden will judge you. The road ends on Earth- if you make it there with passing marks, you may stay.'' 
 
 I nodded. Mr. Standon sighed again, longer an deeper this time, then turned and walked away. He was almost out of sight before it occurred to me that I might be meant to follow him, and dashed after. I came around a corner to find he had disappeared, and I stumbled to a stop in front of a rather disheveled, portly man. He nodded at and smiled cheerfully. 
 
 ``'Ello'' he said cheerfully. 
 
 I gave a small wave. `` Hi.'' 
 
 `` Well, might as well get on with it. Let me just fetch a car.'' His face grew concentrated, and he started waving a hand about, speaking to himself in a low voice that sounded like shrapnel tearing through flesh. 
 
 Despite everything, I could n't help but grow excited at the prospects of what I might be driving. An exotic red sportscar? Some huge, black, monster truck? Some hellish creation never before seen by mankind? 
 
 Suddenly, with a soft pop, a car appeared in front of us that looked suspiciously like a Hyundai Elantra. 
 
 `` It's a Hyundai Elantra'' said Alden proudly. 
 
 I tried to swallow my disappointment, and walked over to the car. As I climbed into the driver's seat the car started on its own. Alden climbed into the passenger seat and grinned at me for a length of time that made me feel entirely uneasy, then motioned towards a tunnel that was off to our left. 
 
 I eased the car out and through the hole in the rock, which closed behind us as I went. As I pulled the car out of the tunnel's mouth, I was greeted with a blast of color- of every color. This was not what I suspected. The road ahead seemed to loop and soar in a way that no road should. The pavement itself was strips of multicolored glass, and neon forms hung in the air, suspended by nothing. As soon as I pulled forward, a huge black ball of something with teeth as big as our car came rushing at me, and I had to swerve to avoid it. 
 
 `` Hmm'' said Alden, and scribbled something on his notepad. 
 
 `` So that's where they got the design'' I mumbled to myself. 
 
 `` The design for what?'' he asked, startling me. 
 
 `` I... Nothing'' I said. 
 
 Five minutes in, and I could tell he was impressed. `` It's like you've driven this before'' he mused, eyebrows arching slightly. 
 
 `` Just a good driver'' I replied, then mentally kicked myself as I remembered how I'd gotten here. 
 
 ``.....Right'' said Alden in a tone I could n't read. `` Well, look, you seem to have a handle on things here, and I'm hungry, so I'm going to pop off now. Well done, nice to meet you and all that.'' 
 
 And with that, he simply vanished, leaving me alone on the highway from Hell. I turned on the radio, and a voice rasped- 
 
 `` Next up, a little AC/DC.'' Of course, I thought, what else would it be. I waited for the first chord of'Highway to Hell,' or maybe the first tolling note of'Hell's Bells.' Instead, the guitar riff for'Play Ball' came across the Elantra's stock speakers. 
 
 What a strange place, I thought.
