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Opening the doors, I was surprised to find that the entire room was bathed in a rainbow of light. A dull, continuous sound was to be heard, as if on an airplane. It was soon apparent that elaborately designed windows which lined a circular wall were the source of the light. Funny, since I was sure that the steps were leading to underground from where I've entered.

It was only then that I noticed a figure sitting on one of the room's many professionally crafted chairs. I slowly walked towards the figure, curious to find out the purpose of this place.

"Excuse me, could I just find out what this room's purpose is?" I hesitantly asked the figure, whose shape made it out to be a woman sitting with her back to me.

She was unresponsive, and for a while I considered the option of leaving the room if she didn't want to be disturbed.

Just then, as I was about to turn around, she started to rise from her seat. Her face turned slightly to the side, and I could see her lips moving.

"Excuse me?" I couldn't hear what she was saying, so I walked closer.

Her face finally turned fully towards me. The young woman's eyes were dark and deep. It was as if her soul was taken eons ago by the god of death itself. Her lips moved again, and this time I could hear clearly what she said.

"This is the waiting room of hell."

It was only then I started seeing that windows were the only barrier between us and the roaring flames.

Description
Opening the doors, I was surprised to find that the entire room was bathed in a rainbow of light. A dull, continuous sound was to be heard, as if on an airplane. It was soon apparent that elaborately designed windows which lined a circular wall were the source of the light. Funny, since I was sure that the steps were leading to underground from where I've entered.

It was only then that I noticed a figure sitting on one of the room's many professionally crafted chairs. I slowly walked towards the figure, curious to find out the purpose of this place.

"Excuse me, could I just find out what this room's purpose is?" I hesitantly asked the figure, whose shape made it out to be a woman sitting with her back to me.

She was unresponsive, and for a while I considered the option of leaving the room if she didn't want to be disturbed.

Just then, as I was about to turn around, she started to rise from her seat. Her face turned slightly to the side, and I could see her lips moving.

"Excuse me?" I couldn't hear what she was saying, so I walked closer.

Her face finally turned fully towards me. The young woman's eyes were dark and deep. It was as if her soul was taken eons ago by the god of death itself. Her lips moved again, and this time I could hear clearly what she said.

"This is the waiting room of hell."

It was only then I started seeing that windows were the only barrier between us and the roaring flames.