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Through the fog and throbbing pain in her head, a single thought formed. A question actually... 'Where am I...?' It was a simple answer really. She was trapped in a world of nightmare, a land of demons and a place where bad girls went when they died. It was a simple answer really... MC was in Hell. What else could explain such a smell? So wet and dank, like decaying bodies in the cellar, covered up by wet earth and dead plants. Such coolness from the breath of giant looming canopies... and where were her stars?! Not a single cluster nor pattern did she recognize from the patches of sky revealed between the twisted branches and dark foliage! Mama always said that bad girls would end up in the frying pan of the Demon-Lord. But no, mija, he would cook you not from fire like you know, said Mama, for the most evilest of flames would not roast bad girls, but freeze their souls. Cubes of ice for the devil's drink was where bad girls would end up. And so regardless of the movements and sounds in this Hell, regardless of the warm touch of demons resting at her back, arms and feet, MC did not move as they stirred and eventually poked and prodded her. No she did not move, lest she wish to stray from what protection her poncho provided her as she hid her head beneath it. Oh, but they lifted her arms and legs, inspecting such a girl, such a bad girl, and all the while, she just kept her eyes tightly shut, hoping beyond hope that they would just go away and take their violent violet lights with them. This was a bad place, of this MC was certain. This was a bad place that took bad girls from their homes. This was a bad place that punished girls that liked to kiss other girls. Mama found out and Mama was right. None of Mama Lasperritas babies would ever stray from nature... for if they did... if their devious ways were ever found out... They would be cast away. And so here she was. In Hell. She could hear the demons move. They giggled too. The moved with eerie quiet, trying to keep their slithering motions hidden in stealth, but MC heard them. Beyond the pain in her head and nausea in her tummy, she could feel them leering at her. They hummed away neath violent violet lights but mercifully, they finally left her alone in the frying pan. Oh but soon they would call to her, whisper in her ear and ask her one question about her life. One question-- "H-Hello?" Wait. What..? It sounded human?! Both hazel eyes snapped open then a single reddish brown brow furrowed as the other arched up ward. A rushed ruffle as she pulled her poncho from over her head, then she looked around and caught sight of some strangely dressed gringo throwing up. MC's light brown face scrunched up as he swore and wiped his mouth, but she did not dare move to help him... for he may just be a demon in disguise. She only understood a few words he spoke. 'What the' and 'Hello--' Wait! 'Hello?!' Hola... The pale people that came to buy their dogs on their farm said 'Hello!' Pink lips parted and her jaw held open in surprise. Maybe he just was another soul trapped in Hell too? Just like her...? Now he was running from her! “¡Anda! ¡Senior! ¡Senior, espera un momento, por favor!” MC rose and stumbled about, vertigo slamming in her head, but she just could not be left behind in the Devil's Frying Pan. Oh! But she could make out two other figures climbing those... those big flat lichen thingies? That's where he was going! Wait, how did they say that again? What did those pale peoples say to Papi-- “¡ Si, lo se!” Mia-Canta nodded as she waved her hands, bracelets lining her muscular arms clinked together like desert wind chimes as she tried to speak like those outsiders that came to her family's farm, “Hello, there! How are you today!!” Her bare feet squeaked upon the metallic surface of the giant frying pan as she scrambled after the boy. Oh so cold! But she called out again: “Ey, mister! Hello! How much for this doggie!!!”

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