And I had this Dream

And I was falling.

Falling.

       Falling.

                 Falling.

Through blackness. Through Night. Through Emptiness.

Through Infinity.

And then, through the darkness. I began to detect the walls of a tunnel. Oh so far away.

And the tunnel was lined with cilia of immense size. There was a peristaltic wave in the cilia that tracked me as I fell. Driving me down the tunnel. Down the throat of hell.

After a while I drifted closer to one wall. I began to make out features on the cilia.

They were people.

Millions and millions of people.

And they were all pointing their hands at me as I fell. Making this giant wave. And as they pointed, they screamed. And now I could hear the screaming.

In terrible doppler I fell .

On and on.

Then below me. of a sudden. Came the ground.

And I HIT.

And all was silent.

And I sat up and looked around. I was in a towering heap of the dead, grotesque, bodies. Of various states of decomposition. Stacked to a height of 100 or more feet.

Nothing moved. All was dead. 

Then, at the bottom of the hill, I saw movement.

I was drawn toward it. I stumbled my way off the macabre mound.

At the bottom were demons. Little red horrendous imps that were picking up the dead bodies and carting them away.

They neither looked at me nor paid me any attention, but still I was drawn to follow them.

They carried their horrors further down in to the shadows until finally they can to a system of moving conveyor belts. On these belts they placed their loads to be carried into the dark.

One of the demons suddenly caught my eye. He was carrying a relatively well preserved nude body of a young woman. He winked at me, licked his lips, and dumped the girl onto the moving belts.

wondering at her ultimate fate, i followed.

The belt wound down for several hundred yards, the girl's body bumping up and down over the uneven assembly of the machinery. Finally it came to a collection of vats. At each vat was another demon. Each demon would grasp a body as it came by their vat, dunk it into the fetid liquid within and then put the body back onto the belt.

As I came to the first vat, the young woman's body was grasped and dunked and then put back onto the belt. To my astonishment, her body now looked less decayed. It looked fresher. Perhaps Freshly dead. 

At the second vat the process was repeated. Now she looked as if just resting.

On emerging from the third vat she opened her eyes and looked at me. Fear was writ large on her face, but here body was young and alive and comely.

Just as she was about to say something to me, the demon of the fourth vat grabbed her and dunked her through. She came out with red, perfect skin, small horns on her head, and a look of absolute ecstasy that started in her eyes and quickly traversed her entire body.

She stroked he legs. She convulsed in pleasure. She looked me in the eye and beckoned me to her.

Quickly I approached. But I was stopped by the bulk of the demon of the fifth vat. He gave no notice to our collision, but quickly performed his office and dunked my new red love into the vat. In and out.

She came out looking somewhat dazed. Confused as if drunk. And...... slightly reptilian. Strange.

Things started happening more quickly now.

The Sixth vat and her arms and legs were becoming fins. Her hair and skin scales.

The seventh vat and her body shape changed. She became shorter, flatter.

The eighth vat and she was a large flat fish.

Sudden the belts ended in a circular rotating table.

At 4 stations on the table were ever larger and more impressive Demons.

The first quickly cut off her head

The second took off the fins and slit the creature up the gut.

The 3rd took two quick slices removing the skin.

And the fourth. This gave me pause.

The fourth I realized, was Satan himself.

He made the final two cuts and held up the still living, still quivering piece of flesh to admire.

Suddenly he noticed me. He turned. He looked at me, raised one eyebrow and held up his handy work.

"Fillet of Soul?" he inquired.