Hell is often described as red and filled with fires.
The truth is, hell isn't flaming with fire or the darkest shade of red.
It's the feeling of being alone in a room of crowded people,
it's the wonder of if you'll move when a car's coming towards you,
it's trusting someone and having it broken into tiny, un-fixable pieces.

Hell takes the form of things around you and deceives you
until you start to believe it.