I didn't know where I was at first.

It looked like life,sounded like life, tasted like life but I wasn't alive.

I slowly went down.

I've just felt the light fading, the blue of the sky became grey and I went darker and darker, deeper and deeper... I've lost my soul.

As I walked, I didn't know if I'll ever come back to life but I've learned what Hell is: A person.

Hell tried to crash my faith as down as it crashed my soul, as faith is always stronger, it won.

Faith convinced me that even if I started the journey like Orpheus, I have to end it like Hercules.