You don't remember how you ended up in this place. You have only fragments of your previous life. This place didn't look like hell or heaven. No one can die here. All the people you met here were beautiful, but absolutely crazy. Killing others was encouraged here, and there was even a ranking based on how many murders were committed. Young people killed each other, resurrected, and repeated the same thing over and over again.

Most of the buildings were destroyed, but you weren't sure if that was the case initially, or if all the destruction happened later. Maybe it was hell after all, but then it meant that you were in hell too.