That creature is no angel and it's not here to lead you to the paradise promised for living a decent life. It takes a moment to right yourself and get your feet under you but as soon as you do you run. You run so fast you almost don't notice the scraped feeling in both of your hands, and the tender spot on your head. As your legs bend and straighten in a rhythmic pump your knees feel scraped up as well, and the possibility of blood trickling down your leg. But that creature is right behind you and is still moaning your name. It might be getting closer. Afraid of bony hand touching your shoulder you sprint off again, increasing the distance between you and it.

There's a long sliver of glowing light that sparkles behind the dark outlines of plants and trees; it's the only thing that shines in this grayed environment, the only thing that looks alive. You aim in that direction and as you approach it takes on the form of your body. There is a two darker shadows moving nearby but they are unintereted in your lifeless form. The demon that persues you is, however.

The breathy voice calls again, closer, right behind you. A glance over your shoulder shows it's a few steps behind but has drawn a sword. The blade is licked by light blue flames, the only color in this landscape of black and white. The pinpoints of light the creature has in place of eyes look to your body. When it notices you looking it holds up a single finger and points to the vortex. Where do you chose to spend eternity?

My soul shall rest in the same place it has spent the past few decades, my body

I shall listen to the unspoken advice of the mummified heavenly creature and enter that swirling vortex of doom