Well compared to that mine isn't very impressive, but I did dream of Hell once. It was a vast, maroon-rock wasteland under a sky of pitch, with pits and crags and little spits of flame shooting out from the occasional mine shaft. The damned were all assigned to mining duty, and minecart tracks spidered their way all over the surface, with a stream of wretched miners escorting their loads to god knows where.
So just one layer and just one theme, pretty traditional. There wasn't any outright torture going on, just hot sweaty labor for eternity. I rescued a coal-red dragon there who told me to wait, in real life, the next day until the coming of midnight, where he'd alight on the porch roof outside my second story window and we'd discuss... something, I don't know. Obviously I had to stay up 'til midnight the next day. Damn disingenuous DC screwed over my sleep schedule for nothing; dirty no-show.




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