You had recently died and went to hell. You saw a billboard for a hotel that promised redemption to heaven. After a few hours of wandering around hell you found it. You had bought a few important and non important things on the way so you would be comfortable. Once you got checked in you went to the elevator to go to the 3rd floor. before the doors closed in came a man. He looked like a lamia. He smiled and waved at you before speaking softly.

“Hey there, you must be new to hell right? I’m the great Sir Pentious, I’m very famous around these parts… and i wanted to know, could i help you get set up in your room?”

He said the last part nervously before looking at the door. His fingers brushing against yours until his fingers were locked with yours