A totally changed environment, where absolute silence reigns and darkness is spread all around Only local soil is slightly phosphorescent, there is also a slight presence of rare and sickly plants Nevertheless, this is known to be the last layer, on which only the simplest attributes of Nature do persist.

2.7

Anyone staying in this world is not able to perceive all the other inhabitants and is confident Of his own solitary state, this greatest loneliness embraces him like an iron shell

It is useless to rush, to pray, to call for help as each is given communion only with his own soul, For which, there wil be nothing more frightening than witnessing this terrible solitude and silence.

2.8

Everyone here begins to realize clearly all the meaning and scope of the evil committed on Earth,

So nothing can interrupt him from this endless dialog with himself, not even the struggle for existence

Simply because there is no struggle at all, as food is said to be spread all around in abundance, There is stil no sense of facilitations however, as meal is now replaced with some sorts of soil.

2.9

Clothing? In most sectors, including this very layer, the ethereal body itself emits tissues: We use as our temporary clothes, for instance: in the worlds of Enlightenment, a.k.a Heaven, They look beautiful and luminous, like they should accordingly be, but when it comes to the layers of purgatory,

The defectiveness of creativity, related to its inhabitants, can produce only ethereal rags and rubbish.

3.0

If someone's conscience is not yet cleansed, he is doomed to pass on to the next layer by feeling This process as a sudden and frightening downfall resembling a quagmire sucking him in: Firstly his legs, then his torso, and finally his head all slowly disappear, until the body reaches a place

Of black fumes, in which there are embedded black-and-mirror reflections of great cities of Earth.