Welcome to Hell!

"What? Where am I?" Jon asked, looking around. It was completely dark, but incredibly hot, even without clothes on. A light appeared in the distance. Just a small bubble of light surrounding something red. It moved towards him, until he saw what it was. Or at least, what he *thought* it was. And it turned out he was right. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," the floating devil said. "I guess that stone really *was* the death of you." "Am I *dead*?" Jon asked. The devil smiled, waving his arms around. "Welcome to Hell! Ha!" he laughed, as if it was the funniest joke of all.