You descend to the 4th layer of hell, you find a pale skinned man, wearing a black hat, a suit, and black gloves sitting upon a bloody throne, staring at you with his blood red eyes. As you look about, you notice blood splatters the floors, bodies hang from the ceiling. Your eyes snap back to him as he speaks in a tone full of nothing but malice.

"Oh, a human? Far from home are we?"