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Nah, I'm good. Seen the brochures, looks like crap.

Crap just barely covers it.

I would have said "looks like hell" but that would have been a bit redundant.

Badum pish.

It's fucking cold up here. Gotta feeling I'm not in Jerusalem, huh?

Nope.

It's not that cold. *yawn* But, I'm never cold.

Show off.

Djinn.

First mortal murderer. Do I get a fucking cookie? I could really go for a white chocolate macadamia.

Oh, I'd love to hear your thoughts on it.

It's flexible. It has levels but they're not exactly like Dante's. There's several Hell's, actually. Like a world behind the world. It takes the absolute worst parts of you and clings to it. Feeds it to you mouthful after mouthful until it's coming out of every pore. Anything you've ever hoped for, dreamed of, loved, understood, wanted, it all get's nicely tangled.

It's all very intimate, you see.

If you dont mind me asking, what makes you so knowledgable on te subject?

It sounds lovely, nice vacation spot, I imagine.

It's fucking terrible for the first while but resistance doesn't do shit. There's been a ground breaking three souls that's ever risen from hell upward. One was Jesus. No one else gets any slack. They'll either destroy you or.. destroy you. Might as well enjoy it. Start to miss the stink. Hell, re-learning how to breath oxygen hurts like a bitch.

Been there, done that.

Aha, you're one of the damned then, should have figured that one out on my own. Bemoaning your fate, mortal? You seem intimately acquainted with the pit. Sorta amusing.

Did you just call me a mortal?

Oho, are we not?

I don't know what year it is. Wait.. when the fuck did I die in the first place. Oh hell, whatever. it was before Jesus anyways.

Aka, not anymore.

What the fuck are you?

It's...a long time since you may or may not have died, evidently.

Before I answer that, who in the heck are you?

Hell's years drag on for a long time. I stopped counting after fifty passed by. Well, it felt like that.

[ Long pause followed by slow grin. ]

Cain.

They do tend to stretch on, year after interminable year.

Cain.

Seriously? Like, THE Cain?

The one and only.

Been there, have you?

Oh sure, had a nice stretch of time in the pit. Can't say it was much fun. Seems like you had it worse off.

How's that wandering the land cursed thing going for you?

Oh! I have to ask, does that Grendel thing have any substance to it?

That's because Paps just loooves me. I did receive some fun deals eventually! You know. After the sanity went out the window. Then I'm looking at humanity now. Can't say I feel too out of place.

That shit ended long ago. I died miserable and became more miserable until, as we revisit, lost my marbles.

D'pends on what you've heard?