The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

Its cold. Why is it alway so cold here? They said it would be fire scourching my flesh for what i did. What did i do? I cant remeber, it was so long ago. Though time does not exhist here. All i know is cold, like ice flows in my veins. There is no source for heat anyway. Only darkness, though perhaps its me, am i blind? No surely that is not it, for i have no form. Not even the spectrial one i once thought i would inhabit.(then why must i feel?) Is this even realy death as I once thought? I suppose it could be some other fourm of purgitory. A nether world of limbo. An inbetween universe of liquid space.