Hell Is On Earth
“Rules are rules,” said the bank man, Mr. Boehner.
“Predator!” accused Danica, sobbing. “You created that loan with those damned balloon payments.”
“We’ve no money!” glared Paul.
Boehner shrugged. “You could sell some things.” He looked up at their ornate wooden chandelier. “That’ll fetch a pretty penny.”
“It’s a family heirloom!” shrieked Danica. “And it’s magical.”
“Stand under it and it sends you to the place on Earth where you most deserve to be.”
Boehner stood beneath it looking incredulous. “Like this?”
Before the portal closed, they saw where he went.
“My,” grinned Paul. “I guess Hell really is on Earth!”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers weekly writing challenge. Look here to see what other people wrote in answer to the photo prompt above: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/06/17/19-june-2015/