You’d ended up in hell. You were just walking down the street, minding your own business, when a demon swooped down and picked you up in its talons, taking you back to hell.

Now, you’re wandering around, over the car wrecks and rubble, trying to find any way out of this awful place. And that’s when you see him; there’s another human here! He’s wearing a white button up shirt, with a black jacket over the top, and black slacks.

You start to make your way over to him, slipping and tripping over the rubble as you do so. He hears you approaching and turns to face you, his black tie flapping around in the wind.

“Damn it, you shouldn’t be here! What are you doing here, anyway?” he asks, his tone harsh as he makes his way towards you.