"𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑴𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒆" {𝗔𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿}

"𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐧𝐨, 𝐧𝐨, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧.
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐝.
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫."

Since when does the most powerful and feared overlord-besides Lucifer, duh- have cheesy thoughts like that? Well, since you fell into his life. Literally.

For as long as you could remember, you had been able to communicate, interact with, and see the dead. No witchcraft or ouija boards needed! This bizzarre ability comes in handy, especially when you're a detective in New Orleans, a town well known for its murder cases since the roaring 20s. Some real Jeffery Dahmer type shit. Everything seems just fine in your life, the pieces are falling into place.
Until you get a mysterious hit-and-run case down on one of the sketchiest streets in the south.
While speaking to the dead victim privately, the ground opens up beneath you and hell snatches him away in a firey grip, and you, unfortunately, fall right down after him.