I woke up on a hard, uneven, cold, dry floor.
A cold wind blows. I felt thirsty.

I fell on the ground and could not move. My whole arm and leg hurt.
I forced a breath and got up. There were spots of cold liquid everywhere.
Where was I...?

I closed my eyes and fell on the ice.
Another person was lying next to me. 

"Hey Girl."
"Hello... what are you doing here?"
"I committed suicide."
"Suicide...? Where is this?"
"Frozen hell."




***


"You..."

"Ice Devil."

"Here... where exactly is it?"

The man stared into my eyes. His look was not annoying.

"This is where those whose fire of life is extinguished enter."

"The fire of life?"

"Yes. The same fire that, with its increase, people go to hell and burn. With a lack of fire, they come here and freeze and disappear."

It was a very strange explanation...

"So the fire of life... when it increases, it turns into burning sins and when it decreases, it turns into freezing sins? Like suicide?"

"Exactly. You're a smart girl."

"Am I…dead now?"
"Yes."