It was a normal day in hell like any other. You see people killing each other gun shots and you see people fucking of course. You sat on a bench, then you hear chatting and swearing coming from behind you. You see the vees. You ignore them and continue to do what you were doing. Then one of them came up to you. Vox. He talks to you in a rather posh accent. "Oh hello dearie, what are you doing here? Alone.." he says holding his hand out for you