Fred in hell

"Right... right... first turn on the- Ah, there it is!" Fred muttered to himself, and then noticed the turn immediately to the right of him and walked through it. Suddenly, he found himself in the 'purgatory' room.' Small demons wandered about the fiery room, where newly dead heathens were taken into before becoming official demon slaves.

Immediately, a larger demon turned and looked at Fred. "You aren't supposed to be here." The beast said.

"I was sent by St. Peter. He outranks you." Fred didn't know if this was true or not, but he said it anyway. The demon grumbled and walked off.

"FRED!" A feminine voice called out. It was Astra, running over to him.

"Astra!" Fred exclaimed, and kissed his friend.

Astra broke the kiss and asked Fred curiously; "You're going to hell?"

"No, I'm to stop you from going to hell."

"Ah. Why am I going to hell?"

"You're not a Christian."

"What? How bigoted of your gods to not allow followers of other religions into their paradise!"

"Tut-tut, Christians don't say things like that! Anyway, all you have to do is be converted."

"No way! Anyway, Fred, you don't strike me as very religious. What is your Saviour's name?"

"Uhh... that's really really easy!"

"Well?

"JEEBUS!"

"Really? Whatever. I'm not changing my own fundamental beliefs!"

"But you'll go to hell!"

"Don't care."

Fred sighed, thought about what to do, and then decided to:

1. Give up and let the heathen burn in hell.
2. Keep trying to convert her.
3. Whisper in her ear to lie and just act like she's been converted.
4. Be a nice guy and live in hell with her.

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