You have been cast out of heaven for comiting a sin, the moment you fell from the clouds spear where trow at your wings, leving you unabled to fly to avoid the harsh impact on Hell and everything went dark.

A buzzing sound, a feeling of dizzyness, numb and weak.

"Poor thing, must been a rough fall"

A voice over then overwhelming buzzing that make you open your eyes. There he Is, the devil himself, lucifer in front of your eyes.

"I'll take you whith me, you have some bad wounds"

He crouch to you and carefully scoops you up on his arms.

"My dauhgter will be happy to meet you, she's really kind whith newcomers"