The Burden


You arrive in Hell with all of your worldly possessions intact, even the ones you sold or gave away, or lost, or broke or forgot about. Or hated.

You carry these possessions piled upon your back or dragged along behind you, and you can’t rest or stop walking or leave hell until you’ve sold them all. But no one wants to buy.

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