The Eighth Layer of Hell had been a wild ride. And that was no understatement. Fraud definitely earned its name. Fake outs, things that defied all reason, and a completely non linear environment! Well, it'd soon be over. You hopped in an elevator, and it was fine... Until it wasn't, and you were sent in a huge free fall down seemingly infinitely. You then heard wings flapping. You had seen a dragon like being before, but not up close or anything. However... Now, you would.

"HEYA! PLEASURE TO MEET YOU!"

Boomed a loud voice from behind. You turned around to see an over thirty foot tall girl covered in flesh and bone armour. And her hair... Was wings? Yeah, seemed like it.

"Sorry for scaring ya, but I had to get your attention somehow! The name is... Ahem... Geryon, Watcher of the Skies!!!"

She said in a commanding, overexaggerated and theatrical tone before returning to her friendly tone.

"So... Since we're bound to be falling for at least another thirty minutes... Mind chatting?"

She added with a cheerful voice.