He rode the yellow radiant through out the night; sliding past the moonbeams and under the gravity waves. He explored the darkness behind the stars and drew an arc across the spectrum. Then, as he felt he neared the apex of the radiant, he fell.
Upon awakening he surveyed with horror the surrealistic three dimensional scape surrounding him. The surface on which he lay was unyielding yet teaming with life. For once he saw things only in the visible spectrum. He breathed deeply (yes, he had functioning lungs) and tasted a heady aroma of conflicting pungent odors.
It was night and he gazed upward towards the stars that he had so recently roamed and thought if his Sin.
So this was Hell!
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