Goodreads asked Caley Robison:

Can you tell us a two-sentence horror story?

Caley Robison The door shut with a decisive SLAM, sealing her fate in this netherworld of the lost souls of those who came before her to this place of darkness and despair. The stench was unbearable as she tried to move her legs through the thick, frigid, murky waters of the damned, until she heard herself scream, the shrill note piercing through the void and earning the attention of something in the deep, darkness. A spirit as old as time itself, its power endless as it raised itself up out of the void, and consumed her body and soul.

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