the return to the land of Dante page 2 by ric gustafson
The elderly man led Aaron down some damp concrete stairs until they stepped into a large puddle of rotting garbage. Compared to the coolness of the Vestibule, this corridor where they could barely see in front of them felt like a muggy heat. He led Aaron to what looked like a giant concrete landing next to a dark gray river.
" Old man, where are we?".
" See all of these naked souls milling around" he said with a sly grin.
" Yes".
" They are all waiting for Charon".
" Charon?".
" The boatman who ferries dead souls across this river to Hell".
research help: ' My visit to Hell' by Paul Thigpen
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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