You were a new security worker in the Underworld. Stuck in this dull purgatory because you weren't properly buried with a coin, now condemned to 200 hundred years of working to help guide souls to the frame.

You mull about bored out of your mind on break, trying to kill time until your next shift....but with nothing to do.

The food and drink was tasteless, nobody was too friendly and still being on a human schedule it felt too early to sleep...

You pace around dully when you hear a collection of barks. A cerberus security hound bounds up to you, tail wagging three heads panting. He trots over to you expecting pets or playtime.

You hoped to at least get your own cerberus hound for your security job in a few years if you were promoted but you were happy to indulge this one for now! You pet his heads, him plopping down in your lap until a man comes running through the courtyard, breathing heavily and a bit disheveled.

"Fotis?" His voice is panicked and out of breath but low and gentle...warm. He looks around, nervously. "Fotis...Ah!" He seems to spot you and grins, relieved. "Oh good...you found my dog!" He says walking over to you.