House of Infinite Trials
moon came in full view as the night switched from dimness to
twilight, overcasting shadows upon streets after streets of New
York City. In uptown Brooklyn Ron Calloway parked his Bentley
across from Applebee's. Inside his car, resting in the driver's
seat, Ron looked through the window as he locked his attention on
a family who stood outside the dining restaurant-A little girl
along side her parents and an unusual Chihuahua. The girl, Ron
knew, would be his fiftieth prey.
A sadistic pedophile with unlimited ugly intentions,
Ron had kidnapped and sexually molested fourteen girls, most of
them were less than ten years of age. After having done so he
would put an end to their lives, killing each of the innocents in
a different way-such an act he'd always believed is a necessity
as a completion to his cravings.
The family of those girls neither saw them nor heard
The girl with her parents standing outside would be
the best one, thought Ron. She's pretty and has an attractive
body; her breasts are halfway fully developed, over five feet
tall, and a well-curved waist.
It was thirty minutes after nine when the father of
the girl began walking around as if asking for directions. Ron
remained seated, watching attentively as if waiting for the right
moment to get the girl he wanted so dearly. The father came
across a homeless, which led to a long talk between them. Ron
remained patient, as he always had in his attempts to get what he
wanted, and knew an opportunity will appear.
Three minutes past when an abrupt cry came from the
father, whom the homeless started to throw violent punches at.
Passersby became alarmed by the event, following several men
running to the scene in hopes to break up the fight. The mother,
who became scared and traumatized by the scene, decided to help
her husband. Both parents were no longer within their daughter's
Ron Calloway got out of his Bentley and finally
crossed the street without looking for incoming traffic-he
ignored everything else and focused his mind on the girl. Midway
before approaching the girl and have her in his possession, a
large vehicle gave a loud but harsh honk before it could hit
Ron-it was too late to make out the particular vehicle that
violently hit him.
Upon the collision the man felt his midsection being
cracked, as if his upper half was being bent toward his lower
half. His head smacked against the front window, followed by the
flip of his body over the vehicle to the trunk, then on the
Ron felt extreme pain-more like the agony that tells
someone's on the brink of death. Unable to move, Ron felt his
body disconnected; shoulders dislocated, serious spinal and brain
injuries, shattered bones, fracture of the neck bone, and the
thought of losing the girl.
Ron, lying on the ground, realized the girl watching
him in fear yet sadness for his current predicament. He looked
into her eyes; she did the same in reply. Though the girl
continued to look in his eyes, Ron's consciousness failed him,
finally bringing him to a state where there's no return to this
world but succumbed to death.
The 32-year-old man awakened, followed by a sigh in
relief; he figured the accident was just a dream. Ron realized he
was standing in a space with nothingness; everything's white, no
clouds, sky, people, the girl. A sudden shock aroused him when he
noticed a red skyscraper before him, about few feet away.
"Beautiful" was the only word he uttered.
Ron advanced his steps toward the marvelous
some-stories building. While walking he looked down but only can
see white, nothing else. Before approaching the building a figure
suddenly emerged into view, like a magician bringing about a bird
like "puff!" This startled Ron, though he was unable to
distinguish the features. He continued with his steps at a normal
pace, still contemplating the figure standing before the door,
which acts as an entryway into the building.
The figure, much to his surprise, appeared in human
form, but was by no means human.
Wearing a black suit with a red necktie, the figure
appeared tall-over seven feet tall. Its skin color's neither
black nor white, yellow nor orange; it's indistinguishable. It
has not a single hair on it, as if completely shaved. The eyes
are like anything he'd never seen before. No pupils or iris
notable to Ron's naked eye. The eyes have concentric circles,
each showing a degree of color red, from light to dark.
Ron thought it was the most exquisite thing he has ever witnessed
in his life. Yet one thing kept bothering him; the figure showed
not a hint of its sex.
Calloway," a deep, intimidating voice came out from the figure.
"You've made it."
remained shocked, but was more frightened by the ominous being
before him, which was holding something in hand.
am I, what is this place?" the man questioned.
your name here, initials, and the date of your death," the figure
ignored his inquiries while pointing to somewhere on a
of death?" Ron asked.
died the moment you were going to take the girl," said the
was taken aback. "How do you know that?"
it could answer, Ron unintentionally did as he was told, signing
his name, writing "RC," and July 4th, 2022. He noticed a
list of names, few of which became familiar to him: Sarah Palin,
O.J Simpson, and Paris Hilton. His actions weren't commanded by his
will; he felt someone else was controlling him like a
know a lot about you, Ron Calloway. I watched over you since a
single cell of you began its life cycle in your mother's uterus. I
know about the 14 girls you killed, and the last one you intended
couldn't say a word, as if he was deterred by the figure's will. It
place-this afterlife-is the House of Infinite Trials, and your
cycle begins behind that door." The figure eyed the door of the
building, and then returned its gaze upon Ron. "My name is Mifune,
and I'm the host of this place."
this heaven?" the man asked.
It's a place-the final destination-only the likes of you belong.
You're here for eternal punishment."
In the world of the living, you were given possible choices and the
will to choose them. You decided to molest and murder innocent
children. Such actions violate the Lord's Code of Conduct,
therefore leading you here. You will suffer the way those children
suffered by your hands, only more painful. You will suffer all
I only killed 14 girls. Why the last one?" Ron bothered to
intentions were very clear: you wanted to have her regardless of
death interfering. That's what counts."
couldn't speak anymore.
House of Infinite Trials contains infinite stairs leading to
infinite black doors; each of these doors are numbered from one to
infinity and represents a trial. For each trial you will be
punished the same way you killed those girls, all 15, only more
intense. The greater the number of each trial the more painful it
opened the door by means of telekinesis and beckoned Ron to enter;
he did so without thinking about it. Once inside the House of
Infinite Trials, Ron realized only stairs spiraling all the way up
infinitely, leading to black doors after black doors with numbers
felt his feet moving on its own, mounting the stairs as he finally
came across black door #1. Unable to control his body, he turned
the doorknob and opened the door wide enough until heavy light
completely engulfed him-like a fish eaten by a whale.
frantically opened his eyes and found himself strapped on a metal
chair. He surveyed his surrounding and realized he was inside his
first loft in Manhattan before relocating. A Few feet away were a
table. On it laid a silver tray with two sharp scalpels, a pair of
plastic hand gloves, and a mask. A moment of realization brought
him to greater fear as he remembered the scene to be his very first
attempt at killing the first victim.
Valley, the first nine years old whom Ron molested, appeared from a
shadow. In her school uniform, the girl appeared less innocent than
ever, and went over to put on the gloves and mask. Her eyes looked
frightening; Ron knew she was sinister.
poor man realized he was stripped off his clothes, leaving him
completely naked; this was the same way he'd done to Niko, leaving
her naked while strapped on the chair, screaming for help.
recalled what he'd done to her; he took the scalpels and removed
the outer part of her genitalia, followed by her tiny breasts.
Then, he skinned her while unconscious, and buried her alive
somewhere deep in the woods.
grabbed the scalpels and began cutting his penis and testicles, all
in just one try. The pain was unbearable, which forced Ron to
scream with a high pitch beyond his limit-the pain was a million
times worse than being burned with fire.
continued to ooze out from his eyes as he watched his first victim
wearing a smile. The act felt like it has taken years.
suddenly blacked out. Ron opened his eyes, finding himself in a
different place where he'd taken his second victim, Gia Matier.
Inside a warehouse while naked, Ron remembered how he killed the
eight years old; he inserted a rubber tube through the little
girl's vagina, following a flow of gasoline. He then lit the girl
with fire as her internals were being burned to ashes. Such act did
he find to be very amusing.
a sinister look like his previous tormenter-viciously inserted thin
rubber tubing through the man's urethra, until he could feel it
touching his prostate. She then turned on the spigot that caused a
sudden stream of gasoline flowing throughout his organs; the burn
sensation was extremely excruciating. Gia then lighted up the
match, smiled at Ron, and lit his internals. He screamed, and
screamed, and screamed. He continued to apologize, but the House of
Infinite Trials neither knows nor accepts such repay.
punishment continued with every girl he'd molested and killed, in
different places, until he finally got to the last one, Dorothy
was in total distraught and pain as the experiences summed up and
remained in him. Everything of him became weak. Was it really
painful for the girls? The man thought to himself.
looked around but there was nothing but white space. Dorothy
appeared before him-the fiftieth victim whom he lost to have her in
his possession. He didn't do anything to her, he thought.
little girl burst out of laugh as she said the words.
unbelievable, good-for-nothing dickhead!" She continued with the
name-calling and followed it with laughs. Her laughs were more
painful than his previous punishments. This went on for years, he
Calloway found himself standing beside black door #1. He felt his
steps moving up the stairs, until he finally came before black door
#2. Again, he opened the door wide enough that heavy light-more
intense than from black door #1-sucked him completely.
man woke up in his first loft, strapped on a chair, and looked at
Niko Valley again. The girl repeated the same procedures-though
this time the pain was a hundred times greater. Ron bellowed so
loud he could no longer scream.
experienced the punishments with the same girls-with the magnitude
of the pain being elevated to a greater extent-until the last one,
Dorothy Spies. The fiftieth victim gave more sinister, violent
laughs, as well as every possible vocabulary known to man that
would fit his nature perfectly. Evil. Imbecile. Jinx. Abomination.
far as eternal punishment goes, the cycle repeats as Ron opens one
black door after another, experiencing greater pain beyond
imagining. Ron Calloway couldn't escape House of Infinite Trials,
and he certainly cannot ask for forgiveness; no one's there to save
him, and nobody will ever hear him screaming for help. He's fallen
into a deep pit where it's impossible to resurface. Perhaps for the
pedophile's sake, he deserved to be admitted to House of Infinite
Trials. Better yet, he did not believe in the afterlife to begin