My advance into Dante’s world is gradual. In the cycle the raw bodies cling to each other and fall towards the redness at the centre like puppets giving up all the beauties of the body. The encyclopedic history of human life after the Day of Reckoning comes to an end here. In the pit of The Divine Comedy death is not heroic nor filled with pathos. This suffering with the maimed arm stretched above the head is the total devastation of the damned man. The soul torn out from the head thrown back is also the victim of the body, which whipped it off to hell, so that it has no chance to unite with God in death.