The Unwritten Story Light's cats

Basically, the idea is that the afterlife goes like this: you're wandering through dream worlds and being attacked by monsters, fishmen—in short, a Lovecraft and Ulthar fanfic. And the cats, the protectors of humans in the dream worlds, form an opinion of you. A legion of feline armies is assigned to the righteous, and they march through a safe chain of villages where cats are also loved, respected, and cared for. The sinners, however, are left to be torn apart by the monsters, and they continue to die, falling deeper into nightmares, and emerging into the life of even an office rat feels like heaven to them. So, basically, I died, and all the cats I'd fed and their friends are with me. A story of pure self-admiration. Therefore, unwritten.