A dark vortex appears in the floor beside you. A thick, purple mist begins to pour from it, obscuring the entire room. When it finally clears, you find yourself in a dark, obsidian cave. A hand grabs you on the shoulder, turning you around to face its owner. It is the devil himself. He grabs you, and kisses you deeply and passionately, with his long, tendril-like tongue winding its way around your mouth.