where do you go when you die?

I think hell is probably beings forced to walk down a street like E119 for eternity. The pavement is hard and unforgiving, there is no sidewalk or ever a soul in sight. No matter what the season, everything looks grey and bleached, as though this were a place where color had never taken root. To the left is a long, lonely strip of railroad, teasing you with the idea of escape but in this hell there is no way to hop a train. To the right is a long, empty field of weeds and rocks, chained off to bar entry. Then there is a factory, like Willy Wonka's before the contest, nobody every goes in nobody ever comes out. You would be forced to walk that strip forever.

When you reached the end, it would start again. You would never reach the busy street or the urine-soaked rapid station that, in reality, bookend the desolation. Years, decades, milennia would pass by and you would never get anywhere, never escape.