Something Wicked This Way Comes

[nekosensei]

Last night, I had a very Dantesque dream in which, still alive, I managed to descend into Hell with three other people. There were only three rooms or sections in Hell and you had to go through all three of them. If you got scared and turned around halfway, you were toast (both literally and metaphorically).

From the third and final room, I stole a bar of chocolate made by the devil himself and took it back to Earth. My question is this: why did I damn my eternal soul for a bar of chocolate? On the other hand, that was some wicked good chocolate.

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[lucy-burb.livejournal.com]

Well, you got through the three rooms and managed to get back to earth. You got some chocolate, which technically, if you're in hell shouldn't you act accordingly? When in Rome...?

You faced your fears, played by a different set of rules and not only survived, but rewarded yourself! You had your cake and ate it, too!

[nekosensei.livejournal.com]

No...in the dream I knew that I was damned to hell. I didn't mention this in the original post, but I also had to become Satan's bitch. Yeah...not a good outcome at all.

So...the moral of the story is that nekosensei has to put down the chocolate.