Held Prisoner in Hampton Roads

To the nineteen:

You learned ten years ago this day that the paradise you sought was a lie cut from whole cloth. It was not Jibraaiyl that welcomed you to the gates, but a humble boatman named Charon waiting to ferry you across the river Styx. His master had no virgins waiting for you, no tables set with milk and honey, no robes of silk or palaces of gold. The Prophet has abandoned and damned you. You are now in the domain of Maalik, guardian of hellfire, where you will remain forever. I wish you no peace.