something along the lines of another microfiction...

There was no doubt in their minds that they were all going to hell for the sins that they had to repent. They had been very bad teens, drinking, drugging, the works. When they knew they were about to die, they saw angels all around them, screaming for them to repent, repent. The angels started bleeding, and that’s when everything went black. The boy jerked awake, reaching for the girl’s hand. She was no where to be seen. He finally forced his eyes open, only so see that she was walking away from him, into the distance. He called for her, ran to her. He grabbed her shoulder, turned her to him, and her blood splashed onto his shirt. Her eyes were rolled into her skull, and she screamed at him, “Repent! Repent!” The boy punched her in the face, and more of her blood flowed onto the front of his shirt. and woke for a second time, only to stumble into the bathroom, slit his wrists, and bleed to death. And now he is faced with an eternity of bleeding angels screaming at him. Repent. Repent.