Anti-Heaven

Despite the blinding black she was plunged into, nothing could compare to the horror she felt in her stomach. She felt as though she was being thrown around in a dryer, her whole body flipping and churning in the black. She was not sure if she was falling or if she was being **** into a singular space like a magnet surrounded by other magnets. Then again, nobody said that inter-dimensional travel would be pleasant.

It was not until she felt her body hit the floor did the blackness cease. She opened her eyes and realized that she had done it. She has traveled beyond the horizon and has made it to Hell.

She stood up, rubbing her sore, bare bottom. She seemed to be standing on a cliffside, but he clouds were below the cliffside she was standing. The sky was varying shades of red and purple, perhaps like a sunset. The various clouds were tinted a reddish pink, floating among the clouds floated what appeared to be an endless sea of islands, floating above the clouds connected to each other by black chains. On the islands stood towering castles of varying shapes, sizes and origins.

"WHO ARE YOU!"

Caitlin turned around. Standing before her were three... she was not sure what.

The figure on the left stood a large, hulking Satyr-like monster, with the legs and head of a black goat. His torso was very human-like, but the color of ash. His horns pointed upward, decorated by various gold rings and eve a few flower-crowns wilted and dead. In between his legs laid a limp - but still very huge - human cock.

The figure on the right was human-like, but she was not sure if he even was human. His body was obscured with a large black robe, knitted and woven in heavy shades of red and decorated with an inverted pentacle on his chest. His head looked human, bald on his crown with a twirly goatee, pointed ears and snake-like gold eyes. If anything, he looked like what a typical Satanist from '50s Christian propaganda looked like, or a cartoonish mix of Anton LeVay and Dr. Neo Cortex.

Standing in the center stood a being that Cailtin could bearing describe with words. Trying to look directly at it caused her vision to blur slightly, the closest to a description being a tall being obscured by a robe, the only features on its head being a pair of horns bending back and a pair of glowing eyes of an in-determinant color. The whole being was black like a silhouette, so black that light does not reflect off of its body, but also somehow transparent like a ghost. It towered over the other two.

"Who are you?" Caitlin parroted, unable to respond any other way

"We," said the middle figure, his voice ringing through her head like the chime of a bell, "are the Father, the Son and the Unholy Spirit. Now we ask you again, Who. Are. You?"

"And how," said the non-human to the right, "have you broken into Heaven without our notice?"

"Wait a second: Heaven?"