My Question 5 Language paper 1 response its unfinished but what do u think?

Eerie, frigid, enigmatic; these were the descriptors that invaded my mind as I approached this unfamiliar place. My gaze locks with the sky, where sickening spirals of azure blue consume the heavens, echoing the collision of my thoughts with a palpable sense of impending doom. Where am I?" My breath hitches in my throat as the rain beats hard against my tender face like a frying pan. Beneath me, the ground cracks and bubbles with apprehension, the rain dancing upon it, creating a beautiful mess of the sore ground. The gates that dominate my vision scream in pain, beckoning me to come inside. My head begins to spin. The gates have fresh malice covered all over them, sending shivers down my spine making my skin prick. Reluctantly I walk through it and my attention is brought to trees that twist and turn in anguish and agony, bark peels and plops on the fragile water puddles; the trees stood naked and bare with no sign of flowers covering the scratches and marks that pierce the tree's flesh. Am I in hell?