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deepened, as she felt a gentle hand upon her shoulder. She looked over to see the angel who had guided her to this place. He motioned for her to rise to her feet; she complied.
    “Miss Serena Farnsworth, you shall be removed from my presence and that of the saints,” commanded the mighty being before her. “In outer darkness you shall abide, a place of wailing and gnashing of teeth, there to dwell with satan and his angels until the day of final judgment. Let it be done.”
    The angel guided Serena to the left, away from the judgment seat of God. Before her, a great amber vortex opened. Serena could sense the vast void, the emptiness that was a place without the presence of the Spirit of God. The swirling undulating corridor arched downward, downward into the eternal abyss reserved for the damned.
    For an instant, Serena turned to behold the face of God one last time. She was surprised to see sadness upon the face of the Creator of the universe. Even now He grieved for her.
    “Come, child,” bid the angel, taking her hand in his. “We must go.”
    Serena watched the great courtroom fade into the mists as she was drawn into the vortex. She sensed she was falling as she and the angel plunged headlong toward places unknown.

chapter two
     
    S ERENA felt a sense of profound nausea as she plummeted through a confusing corridor of swirling turbulent clouds, occasionally illuminated from within and without by ragged bolts of lightning. She heard the low rumble of thunder and felt static electricity coursing around her as she plunged into the netherworld. As she proceeded ever deeper into the abyss, the environment grew darker, more sinister. The glowing clouds around her seemed to lose their luminous energy, fading to gray ragged masses of oozing vapor. Then she saw what looked like a tunnel suspended in space, a portal leading to the realm of the damned.
    Gray clouds swirled into the tunnel like waters descending into a drain; and as they were swept in, they vanished into the darkness. It was a terrifying sight to behold, like a special effects expert’s version of a black hole. Yet, unlike a black hole, the walls of this tunnel appeared not to be composed of swirling vapors, but rather of dark shadowy rock that faded away to a realm of total darkness the deeper they went.
    It didn’t make any sense, it was surreal, and yet its form was unmistakable. How could such a thing be? It was like an enormous cave, miles wide. Near its mouth, something caught Serena’s eye. It was there for but a moment; then gone. A long slithering form like a titanic snake emerged from its lair and into the light, then retreated to lurk in the shadows, just out of sight.
    She looked to the angel who continued to firmly hold her hand in his. The angel’s wings were fully extended now. He turned and pivoted, navigating his way amidst the turbulent clouds and swirling eddies of this eerie realm. He drew her closer to him as the turbulence increased, as they grew closer to the dark and chilling passageway.
    Again the form appeared, much closer this time. It was not so much like a snake as it was like a winged dragon. There were frills around its neck, and coarse scales covered its long sinuous body. It turned, rolled, and pirouetted about the entrance to its lair. Only then did Serena see the others—a myriad of tiny forms, dwarfed by the mighty serpent, being swept along with the clouds into the darkness. They were humans, a great multitude of them, caught up in the ethereal winds and swept into the darkness. The great dragon watched them, every last one of them, as they tumbled helplessly into his lair. Here and there she saw a few who had angelic escorts, like herself, but most of them were alone.
    It was then when Serena realized that the dragon was watching her. His gaze did not leave her for a very long time as she was swept toward him. Her heart was filled with terror at the sight of this netherworld behemoth, whose form now filled her