Welcome to...
You have come to the nether-void, All souls pass through here at some time. This is where you awate judgment. You look around to see a parade of wagons peirceing the fog. as you approach them they stop and motion you to step up, They will take you to your final resting place, Hell, or Shangri-La, whichever you deserve. On the way you are tourtured, or praised, your deeds in life decide which.
ENTER THE CARNIVAL THROUGH THIS GATE