Sometimes There Are Phantasms Here

This is really what it’s like to be in Hell. We go shopping, drink Black Russians, and I preside.

When I’m here, I forget what it’s like to be up above. My role here is to lead and I immerse myself in it.

Sometimes there are phantasms here. Hades will have me in his arms and although I can feel his dominion—that’s the way we talk down here when we’re behaving like the royalty we are—but I see someone else. I see someone else’s eyes that pierce me and take me somewhere else. I went to see my doctor down here recently and as he was examining me, I began seeing the same beings that saw when Hades was within me.

And Dr. James paused—stopping his work for a minute….

“Oh, that’s a phantasm. Nothing to worry about. I’ve heard that a number of them have been flying about lately, trying to make people feel crazy and disembodied—which of course they are—and they’ve been having fun, those phantasms.”

“Don’t take them seriously. They’ll try to tell you that you’re not real and YOU’RE NOT—but that’s no reason to take them seriously.”

Dr. James always hurts me.

What was he trying to tell me about the phantasms?

I guess it’s good for me to go to the doctor. Hades says that I’m so much nicer when I come back but I really don’t understand what happens to me there.

I want to be alone when I am in hell. And if I close my eyes, I hear sights and see sounds. Some people might say I’m confused.