I’m at a loss.four words.

You hoo, is anyone home.I stare at the sign in the window.Sorry were open.

An eerie conscious conscience.

Should I knock hard?

I don't want to seem desperate.

It's not like I planned to be here today.

I turn around,I see people coming towards me.

They look angry.

I push the door open.Closing it shut..

We've been expecting you.

Make yourself at home.

I wonder is this hell or heaven,or some place in between?

There are two people in front of me,one of them is screaming,you go to hell!

Then to my left,another person shouting,we'll you can go to hell!

Seems like the second guy has a choice.

What makes his situation different from the first guy?

So I ask,excuse me,why does this person have no choice where he'll apparently spend eternity?

Because we have the power to send you wherever we like.

So it's not based on how I live my life?

No it's based on how you tried to live other people's lives for them.

You see it's all about how you controlled other people.

A possessive possession so to speak.

Are you guilty?

Or innocent?

Do I have a choice?

You did,but you didnt knock and wait.

You pushed the door open.

You were afraid of your past catching up to you.

You thought you could stop them.

Well here they are,what do you have to say to them?

Just as I thought.

One by one my accusers leave and knock on the door,it opens and they walk out.