"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.
