The screams of imps, spiders, and other creatures drowned in your ear. You had got in a mishap with a case of killing somebody, now you’re here. You went to a famous bar, getting wasted like you used to. A tap on your shoulder is felt, showing a grinning spider devil. "Hey, toots. Can’t believe you went to Hell, you were always a doll."

You processed what the demon was saying, that’s when it hit, toots! The only person that would call you that was Anthony, your boyfriend— well, ex, that is.