by Bruce Blake
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Icarus Fell thought the afterlife couldn't get any worse...until Hell came looking for him.
The man tottered past the door without a second look and entered my territory. I held my breath. I didn’t imagine for a second he’d hear me breathing, but it’s what you do when you don’t want people to find you, a tactic every kid learns playing hide-and-seek.
To some, death is the end; to others, a beginning. To Icarus Fell, it should have been a relief from a life gone seriously awry.
If we're good, we go to Heaven; if we're bad we go to Hell. No one wants to go to Hell.