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*Brain.
Sorry this is a bit difficult to talk about.
Hell is odd. It's like a nightmare and when you're there you get pulled into this very cyclical pattern of thinking. You just keep repeating certain actions over and over again. Some do it thinking it'll change the situation, but most just do it unconsciously. 

I met my dad in one hell. He was flayed, it looked more like those old fire and brimstone things you hear about from Christian pastors there. 
He was flayed, mostly sinew and torn skins and loose fat. He had this cast iron pan, and he was frying his own intestines on it.
When we reached out to him, he didn't say anything. Just looked back at us kind of shocked. I don't think he was even conscious of what he was doing.
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The same hell had other weird people around in it we saw after dad. I don't remember much, but one of them was a crying woman. Another woman had been crawling around on the ground, she had her tongue removed and crawled around on her forelimbs naked.
We prayed for her, I think it did good but I still wonder.

Another time, there was one we went to that had been frozen. Cold, incredibly cold. The lighting there was a kind of blue similar to the boards by a shade or two.
There had been people there, but they were way more sparse than the hot hell.
They had been spread out over this desolate icy snow plain. They had been so blistered from the wind and cold, many of their stomaches had broken open and their intestines fell out from the stress.
None of them really did anything about it, they sort of just sat there in a serenely haunting way.
People in hell are odd.