Imagine if you will that hell is an office. You sit there at a large desk with wood veneer. The office is not unpleasant. The walls are undecorated, rather plain, but of a pinkish sand color. It’s late afternoon – always. From your window you can see other buildings, low, formal, monumental buildings. The sun is shining through blinds in the tall windows casting shadows on the wall opposite your desk. It’s warm. Every so often you put on air conditioning. Other than that, little changes. You get up and walk to the window. You go back to your desk. You process forms and enter data on your computer. You can hear the sound of voices outside your door but you never go out. You know there’s no point. Everything is always the same. Warm. Comfortable. Unchallenging. Forever.