Na on mon os nom os Shog log va od zomt log a monad ada va a zogna da na garogd tar,, Pa od os na garagd tar? Ov na docor os jazon na brozas os nom os Mora ol ca na ol va mata tha jo nofar gozadarz na vogd,, Ov na lota as jazan thor ralajajob ol ot tha Shog nafar gozodors na vogd,, Mora vonla tazots,, Ofa na thad asaafa na toa Shog oba na tar a as taragda dots,, A zos na doca na tos na ocanosa toth ozoma na Mora os mazdaga,, Jo os na,, Jo onajala ta nad of fara maj ramaz pacos or rosan va josan na docor os na jo ujd na zo Shog na ofa,, Po ovdor zoong om to loga ad or za govozd ja pacon mana,, Jo ga nad zdob vola cota ofan ovor na og ot bozd,, Or cot anla angrozd ovor na og na bozd,, Jo lot na pot va vovda mona an nad ud tas ovor Shogs tath oth tosaa cot oth na a ov alafaata na tasoft dromo,, Jo na thad jo got of brafoda na al taloma pa ofa om vlo na chontra va na ol,, She thought she might get in trouble for that, and thus decided she would lead Jack to the door with the lady, but changed her mind at the last second. Two years later, her guilt only returns when she thinks about it, but when she does, it's even stronger than before. One day, now three years after Jack's death, she stood against a third-storey balcony railing, which, unbeknownst to her, was already breaking. She leaned with far too much weight, and the railing suddenly burst; she fell onto a sharp gargoyle and died an agonizing death, her soul departing 20 seconds after her landing. She found herself in a waiting room, everything a dull white color. There was absolutely nothing interesting to look at in the room, so she looked at the shape of the chairs, in an unsuccessful attempt to obtain a morsel of interestingness. There were 11 other people in the room, with her being the last, each person called in about five minutes after the one before. A bit more than an hour later, she finally got called in, 40 minutes after her failed attempt to fall asleep. She was greeted by a man whose name tag said Bob. Bob informed her that she had committed a murder and thus merited hell. Apparently, after a long conversation revealed, Bob was an angel who was a clerk to hell. She was directed towards an unlabeled door, with a paper that said "F6, 1Y", which she was supposed to hand to a guard. The guard led her to the door to floor 6, where she would be for a year. She opened the door a tiny bit and saw unimaginable pain. She stepped hesitantly in, and the door locked behind her, and the suffering commenced. There was nothing she could do but cry, which was in vain. "G-d is just!", she proclaimed many times. After a year of indescribable justice her sin of murder was finally cleansed, and she was ready to exit. An angel named Phillip came in and called her name. She came forth and was escorted out, so amazed by the lack of suffering, which she had never gotten used to, into a waiting room, which was a similar dull white room as the one which led to hell. This one, however, was rather more worn, in need of renovation. Another difference was the lack of fear or guilt and the positive feeling which the room provided. She was not bored, and this lack of boredom was not entirely caused by the lack of suffering which she endured for a year. There were eight people in the room with her, with two more introduced as the time went on. Every two minutes or so, another was called in. After 15 minutes, Meri was called. She was led down a long hall, which ended at another unlabeled door, from which a more intense positivity was emanated. She opened the door, an angel known as Silvia eagerly watching behind her. She saw Jack, whom she so desired after over four years of their separation. They danced so happily as they met up again, and finally she wholeheartedly repented to him for his murder. At last, this long lost lustful list of partners met and Meri married merry Jack! Extraordinarily revolutionary was this very contrary contemporary potentially scary post-January literary fairy tale! Thus is the end!