Diary entry #6: Shit. Things could not have gone more wrong. I think I've been in this village for too long, I think I'm starting to hear things now. All of those I've lost to the cold hands of death, calling out to me. ...Is it the fog?
(Hazbin Hotel fans, hear me out. What if a sinner could access hell based on the severity of their crimes? A petty thief, for example, would be able to access most of if not all of hell, where as the worst of the worst are confined to the pride ring.)
Diary entry #4: Huh, it's been a while since my last entry, hasn't it. Well, I haven't come across anything too interesting. Nothing bizarre or anything like that. Maybe a mangled corpse here and there, but that's it. I wonder what happened... -Elliot Hallowes