So this is hell...all told, not bad.
Angus had no way of knowing that Rupert had led him to the red-tape-layered bureaucratic side of Hell, where the suffering is quiet and desperate. Angus merely shambled along, nodding at the armor-clad demons, realizing that Abbadon really wasn't that creative -- he had given Angus a battlesuit that was apparently standard issue here in the Underworld.
Well, at least it's getting me through here.
They trudged for what seemed like days, until Rupert finally chose a door marked "SHAME" and led Angus through. Unsure of what to say or do, Angus merely followed. Inside there was a swirling pool of some sort that was constantly displaying flickering visions of people doing things that made them ashamed of themselves. As Angus watched, he began to feel a kind of energy radiating from the pool, and he slowly began to realize that he had some sort of grip on what the pool showed him.
Woah...college girls! His attention immediately fixed that image in the pool, and he watched as a self-composed but ovbiously self-loathing young lady gave herself, ass up, to someone who looked like a drug dealer to Angus. For the first time in his life, he saw something that wasn't prepackaged pornography designed to please. He was able -- forced, even -- to watch the emotions warring on the face of the young lady as the man rather carelessly took her, first one way, and then the other. The physical pain didn't come close to the deep, abiding shame that clearly wrote itself on her features with every new variation her...rapist? john? dealer?...whatever he was...came up with.
For the first time in his life, Angus was uncomfortable, in a deep, squirmy kind of way. He always thought he'd be kind of turned on by this sort of thing, but...it wasn't what he'd thought it might be. Suddenly, he wanted to stop it -- and the pool opened up before him.
The girl screamed and fainted, and the man bolted for the door and knocked himself out on the door frame. Angus reached through the pool and started to grab the girl. He didn't know what he was doing, but he knew he had to do something...and then, the futility of his situation dawned on him.
What am I gonna do, drag her into Hell and be like 'Just follow me, I'm following this dog here.' She'd rather wake up in bed with that sonofabitch still bleeding on the floor.
Angus blinked, and suddenly the pool was no longer a portal, but just a window.
Rupert nudged Angus and whined at the pool. There's something important here...
Angus suddenly understood, and started going through everyone he knew was alive. Rupert must know something...I hope.
Minutes later, Angus was still staring, gape-jawed, at the naked Jennfier, desperately hiding her softest bits behind her gorgeous feathers, when the door behind him opened.
More as events between Jonathan, Arctrael, and Jennifer develop.
