By no means was this hell, And it cannot possibly be heaven.

And whatever means you wanted to use to escape doesn't matter.

You are in Neron, Helheim or whatever name the locals have used. You know for sure with every instance of your being that you are dead and crossed over. You can't convince yourself you are in hell even if you are sure that nothing you did is remotely worthy of hell. The days are long, months even longer and so are the years. Months have different names, the calendar is 110 years ahead and you have lost track over how long you have been here. Resistance was not just futile but completely impossibel to explain. Trying to explain the values of earth to the locals is almost impossible if you are a damned, sinner, belisarian or whatver other term was used to adress you.

Everything is fucking gargantuan. The roads, the housing blocks, the factories, the cities, the planet itself. It is unbearably hot and humid for many months of the year. Not hot enough to boil you but hot enough for everyone around you to always faintly stink of sweat unless they bought a full wine bottle's worth of fragrance and sprayed it constantly on themselves. The skies at the very least were beautiful. The sky had rings. And it also had two moons. So that was something nice to stare at for the very least.

The work is meaningless, but everyone. Without fail pretends it does carry meaning. There is no tuesday, january, 5pm or friday. The calendars all changed thanks to the planetary rotation of this place. By eartly logic this place would just have killed you all. By the logic and laws of everything. Neron should not and could not function. Everyone is too sociopathic to provide meaningful welfare yet they still maintain everything Earth has. Money, states, land, institutions, armies, colonization, greed, pornography and corporations

Soon you understand you were not meant to burn. You were meant to simmer. To make hell you did not need demons, be called sinners let alone appear demonic. But none of you are human. None of you carry the pre-death faces, identites and even physical forms.