Thick and warm smoke rose up from the ground, whilst dust gathered all together and stuck to Freya's white feathery wings. The place she stood in front of had a view that nobody could ever imagine: There were poorly build shags, strangely attached to the rocks that had been fallen down from the earthy ceiling, pillars that had strangely lid candles that made the whole place look even more creepyer and a complete silence even though she arrived at noon. Well, there was no sun around here so they could sleep whenever they wanted to be fairly honest. Freya slowly took a step out of the portal that Zeus had brought her through to get to Hell more easily. With a white luggage bag carried on wheels, she slowly started to walk upon the dusty ground. It was here where Hades had send his servant to meet her, and accompany her to their house. But there was literally nobody around to even give her directions.
"This place is so dirty.. I will have to bathe when I get home.." She thought to herself while laying one wing over her shoulder to softly brush through the feathers. Soon her hands started to feel dirty and look dirty as well. This place really was hell to her, now that she finally arrived.
"Are you an angel? Because.. This sweet flesh seems delicious.." A ice cold claw slowly got pinned behind her jaw and instantly made her stop walking further. Another hairly hand with claws as long as her own fingers embraced her hipbone and pulled her closer in. She felt a very hairy, yet warm body against her back and gasped for air while his other claw started to slowly rip down her sweater like it was nothing. "P-Please, let me go. I am here for a quest. Hades send me!" She started to mumble in a high pitch voice, and started to panic when other strangely looking demonic creatures started to gather at the sound of her voice. "L-Let me go.." She whispered, tightening her grip on her luggage as she tried to think of a way out.