The Argive: Gates of Hades, Book I, Chapter V
Chapter V The realm of the dead Achilles was falling into a dark bottomless pit. That was what he was feeling, at least, because he could not see a thing. Every thing around him was pitch black. He could only hear the voices of dead spirits screaming. He didn't know what to do or where he was. He tried to gain control of his body. He failed. For some reason he could not move any of his limbs. Suddenly he stopped. He did not fell, he just stopped falling. He realized that he also gained control of his limbs again. He looked at his hands and legs. Every thing seemed normal. "I am good..." he thought to himself, with amazement. He looked at his clothes. They weren't the same. He was wearing just a white tunic. He looked around. The darkness started to dissolve and he managed to see the landscape around him. First and foremost, the first thing he saw was the red sky. It was like fire and smoke mixed. Then he saw the huge plain, where he was standing. Behind him i...