A nightmare, a hell or a reality in fifteen layers
The entrance is totally involuntary and unexpected, you feel that your vision verborates and deforms: time is molded like chewing gum, your vision begins to deform. For a few seconds you can not see anything and you feel a choking, you can not breathe. You recover the vision, you are at the bottom of a lake of blood. You swim in the thick red liquid to the surface, but it is far away and you feel like you slowly lose your strength.
You reach the surface and salts of the lake, you vomit the swallowed liters of blood, because you can not avoid swallowing it. Then you realize that the ground is lined with human skin, all the flat ground you can see is like that. The sky is black and there is no sound. After a while, you start to hear shrieks, cries of 'bats', first isolated, distant and soft, but they are getting closer and closer and louder and louder. These beings surround you in a whirlwind of screams, membranes and flapping noises. So, you go to the next layer.
In this stratum, the world is totally identical for what we see as 'reality'. It seems that you resume your normal life, it seems that everything is over, but soon you realize that nothing is real, all for a dreadful detail: in the unreal reality in which these do not exist the hope. People have no hope and although you have it, it has no value, because it does not exist, and that is how your optimism vanishes, that is how redemption is diluted.