Bartleby In Hell

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I found this story to be incredibly critical of the world around it. The most critical place I could think of is Hell. This ghost chapter takes place many years later when the narrator has died. I wanted to create Bartleby again, even after death, his mental state did not change. The afterlife will not have been kind to him. His passive nature will not only linger in his personality but will be consumed by it. In the original story, occasionally, Bartleby will state something slightly more prominent than his catch phrase even if the elongated phrase is the same exact answer. In Hell, he cannot even manage this. The original story suggests something about Bartleby being in the office of dead letters and what that could have done to his psyche …show more content…

However, this seemed too good to be true. Bartleby had not changed. He was the same in the afterlife as his last days on earth, dead. After what seemed like an eternity, then again it could have been an eternity in earthly terms, Bartleby turned slightly towards to bulbous guard and comfortably stated, "I prefer not to." While the guard was anything but human, his face mashed down into a grimace towards Bartleby's response, and I realized that this was hardly the first time this had happened. As that guard walked away, I quickly whispered to Bartleby, "Just do it for all sake! Why won't you just do what you are told, Bartleby? Please, we are already in despair, no reason to make it worse. Just …show more content…

"We are still preferring not to, I see," the Devil said. It was only in the glimmer of the Devil's smile did I see Bartleby's disfigurement; a tortured soul with lashings, a missing limb, and a missing eye. "Clearly the general practice for creatures like you will not do. Please Bartleby, do tell, how much longer will it take before I can get back to doing other deeds instead of pestering you?" Then, without human fear in the Devil binding him and in the same manner as before, turning slightly towards the Devil, Bartleby said, "I prefer not to." The Devil clenched his fists, clearly hot tempered towards Bartleby, and said, "Unfortunately that is not the correct response. While you have only been here a short time, you are the longest standing defector of my great realm. Everyone falls into place sooner or later. Except you…you dislodge my love for torture with your passivity. Therefore, you will do what even I hate most and that shall be enough." Without another word, the guard led Bartleby to away. Once again, I would never see the deranged man

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