The Heaven I Was Promised

Heaven was taken from here
Broken glasses, empty bottles, flipped tables, wrecked sofas, burned flesh, exposed bones, sploshed human intestines, remains of the destroyed bodies, and fresh blood were scattered all over the dance floor. I saw my head stuck between piles of the DJ's turntables, my eyes were staring blank at the big hole on the ceiling. I could not find my body though.
Ten minutes earlier, I went in to the club that was jammed with young people jumping to the loud sound of music, thrusting their hips uncontrollably, shaking their head off like lunatics. It was the most disgusting sight ever. These sinful people, they deserve to rot and burn in the deepest hell. Look at how ignorant they were. They did not notice my presence. I was the only person who carried a backpack inside and they did not even care.
I squeezed through the crowd to get to the center of the dance floor where I was instructed to be standing. After reaching the spot, I closed my eyes and prayed for a minute. I reached through my pocket and clicked the button to let myself explode.
I smiled looking at the mess I had created. I could go to the heaven now.
But why were they taking me to this horrible place? It was so hot my skins were melting and I was screaming until I lost my voice. They then threw me to the gigantic bonfire until I was burned to ashes. Miraculously I grew back to be human again and the heat started to burn me all over again. They were telling me that this was going to happen for the rest of my immortal life up here.
Was this the heaven they promised?
Jakarta, 22 January 2014.
Written during CouchSurfing Writers' Club under the theme of Fantasy: Adventure.

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