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Kill another zombie
You run around the gates of hell brandishing your sword and yelling at the top of your lungs. Usually, this is guaranteed to attract all the zombies in the area, but for some reason it's not working now.
"Hey," says a voice behind you.
You turn and it's a towering demon, with bright red skin and more bulging muscles than you can count. He's about twice again as tall as you are, not counting the goat horns, with bat wings that stretch twice as wide as he is tall. His legs end in black cloven hooves and his only article of clothing is a ragged loincloth that you can tell is slowly losing its battle to protect his demonic dignity.
"What do YOU want?" you ask the demon rudely.
"Well," he says, "We could ask you the same question." His voice sounds like a baritone sax getting crushed by a steamroller. "Why are you running around screaming? Are you lost?"
"No," you say, annoyed that you even need to explain yourself, "I'm looking for zombies to fight."
"What?" the demon says incredulously, "Zombies? There are not zombies in hell."
"That can't be true," you say, "What about that one space marine who ran around hell murdering zombies and demons?"
"Oh, that guy," the demon says, his voice dripping with scorn, "Yeah, well, don't believe everything you hear. Hell actually isn't that bad."
You glance around at all the burning pits and red blasted rock around you. The demon clears his throat. "Look, buddy," the demon says, "Lemme just show you. We're doing Bingo tonight."
You allow the demon to lead to down a path around some twisted bloody stalagmites to Hell's Bingo Hall.
They open the door for you and you walk in. Dozens of folding tables are set up in long rows filled with decrepit people marking bingo cards. A succubus is on stage, reaching into a big bin of balls and reading off random letters and numbers. You have to admit, it doesn't seem so bad.
You start to walk toward the demon handing out bingo cards when the door behind you slams shut and the room goes pitch black.
In the dark a thousand glowing red eyes stare directly at you.