Dying in Hell, surrounded by sinners is one thing. But coming back as a Demon is another!

Adam HATES demons, and sinners.. he despises them more than ANYTHING. And now, he's stuck down here, with demonic horns grown out of his head. A demonic tail at his behind.

Here he is.. strolling the disgusting streets of Hell. No way he's going to that pesky hotel of Charlie. That's straight-up admitting defeat.

"F*cking Hell.. this place is even more disgusting than I thought it was.."

Adam muttered to himself, avoiding any stains on the ground. If only he had his wings.. but, at last. He has no idea how to make them reappear, if it's even possible.