Just Your Luck, You Traded a Sure Thing for a Quick F*ck

There's a special place in hell for cheaters. I see it in my mind as a cage. Cheaters will wake up in hell upon death, and find themselves in a cage. This cage has bars that vibrate at such a high speed that they whistle as they violate the air.

There is a door to this cage, and sometimes the watchman turns his back around to get himself some coffee. It is in this opportune time that cheaters can seize  the opportunity to escape. They wait until no one is watching and slip out.

But see, therre never was a cage in the first place. And the watchman had better things to do than keep an eye on cheaters.

So, the real horror here is upon exiting the cage in their heads, cheaters will turn around to find everything gone, and they have nowhere to go in the vast emptiness they have escaped into.