Dan was, in fact, on fire. His horns and tail flamed constantly. He was just sitting on his throne, surfing the internet. (Even in hell he manages to spend much of his time scrolling through tumblr of course.) a guard enters, dragging a man wrapped in chains along with him.
"Lord Howell! We have another arrival who has committed many sins, and we must decide what to do with him."
"Bring him to me." Dan sighed. It gets quite boring sentencing people to be forever doomed and tortured every day.
"He killed a woman, and stole a young child and drowned him." Dan looked at the man, who was crying. Now, Dan may have seemed evil and depressing, but he was actually nice. He felt horrible about his job, and felt bad for this man. The man had killed two people, yet Dan felt bad about what he was about to do.
"500 years in the flame pit for him." The guard dragged the man to a door, and opened it, shoving the man inside the pit. All Dan could hear were his screams. As soon as the guard left, and he was alone, dan began to cry. He was so alone, who wanted to befriend the devil? Nobody, that's who. He sobbed until he fell asleep, and had horrid nightmares.
