She sat in an ungratifiying bondage. Torn clothes and chained to the circular
floor. Above her, above the dark, was a shred of light. She could make out each
person’s face perfectly as they sat with a pencil and paper, to decide her eternity. Every
person she had ever known sat above her. Some smiled lovingly at her of course, but
others grinned wickedly with revenge.
Finally time was called and the people proceeded with their choice, to place it on
one golden tray or the other.
She watched it tip. She saw the faces, the smiles and grins. The floor she was
chained to began to move.