A painful hell

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel General #921
Cheerleader Edition
h ttps://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/43189782/#43222388
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So how would the cast react to an actually painful hell?
>Blitzo sighed as he walked through the busy streets of the city, Why was it so busy today? He and a place to run!
>Cars were so backed up that he and resorted to walked to his building which as least led to some progress being made compared to the poor suckers who were driving.
>Ha, he was so...and there is a huge crowd of demons likely trying to get to work as well. The Imp growled to himself, but just as he was about to resign himself to a shitty day of shoving people, he saw something that nobody else seemed to see.
>An alleyway, one he had never seen before.
>Well, sure as hell beats...hell? Whatever, looking both ways Blitzo sneakily made his way though the dark space.
>Huh, it was pretty dark, Blitzo walked a couple os steps and-
>”Holy Fuck!” Blitzo screamed as he suddenly began to fall through some unseen hole in the dark.
>All he remembered was his own screams of fear and a sudden pain.
>When he awoke he found himself in a unfamiliar place, it was dark but not hidden, he could make out tiled walls and cracked porcelain.
>But the thing that stood out most was the smell, holy fuck the smell. The imp impulsively held his nose as the overpowering stench stung his eyes.
>It wasn’t just the smell of rotting meat and decay, the air itself made his lungs burn, as if he was inhaling heated smoke.
>The imp coughed as he scanned the alien place with worry, where was he?
>Blitzo looked up and saw a dim electronic sign emit a single sentence that made his heart stop.
>”This is Hell, you deserve this.” Flashed in dull white pixels above a moldy door.
>Blitzo took a step forward only to feel his feet flare up in pain as his foot impacted against the ground. It wa as if all his sense’s were magnified to the point of pain.
>The door opened. It came out. Blitzo stared.