Sans pushed aside yet another cat, walking down the hallway with Hewey in front of him. Zalgo was showing them around now, eager to introduce his son and grandson to what he owned. Apparently Zalgo was the boss demon, keeping the others in line while also keeping track of the dead souls.

But there was just cats everywhere.

"Dude's swimming in p*ssy," Hewey whispered to his Dad, Sans snorting at the response.

"Ah, sorry, all cats come down here when they die," Zalgo explained, picking up one and setting it onto a nearby table. "They aren't sinners or anything, they just come down here to watch."

"Makes sense," Sans said, "So you're more of a cat person?"

"Cats are perfect creatures, dogs should burn," Zalgo muttered, "They're always my worst enemy. Born perfect and die perfect, always happy! How do they do it? Everything but dogs have flaws and it's annoying, always perfect. Stupid god favoring his stupid favorite animal."

"What about dog and cat monsters?" Sans asked.

"Same with dog monsters, they always go to heaven because their dumb god picks favorite species," Zalgo growled, "Cat monsters are like normal monsters. It depends on their sins."

"Okay, that's cool and everything, but can we go to the surface now? Visiting hell was great and all, but I have things to do," Hewey said, resting his head on his fist.

"No, I just started showing you guys around!" Zalgo protested, "And I'm not letting you guys leave anyway, so..."

Zalgo opened up a room, showing the two inside. "This is where you guys can stay! We can do whatever family stuff people do!"

"Bean likes to steal my wheelchair and ride it down hills," Hewey said, "When I'm still in it."

"That's not family stuff," Zalgo said with what could be a concerned look.

"No, no, it is," Sans said, "Once they all climbed onto it and just went down a hill. It broke under all of their weight, they all ended up just tumbling down the hill and crashed together at the bottom. I had to go make sure none of them got hurt, well too hurt. It was a family moment."

"I'll show you guys around the floors first, since I've always wanted to brag about how we torture people!"

Zalgo then led the group to the elevator they took up to the top floor. Sans glanced around it again.

"So uh, why so many buttons?" Sans asked.

"Amazing question, Daddy is so proud of you!" Zalgo cooed.

"If you say 'Daddy' again, I will actually vomit," Hewey said.

"So will I, Hew," Sans said, looking at Zalgo. "I don't think I've known you long enough to call you Dad."

"Aw, pooey," Zalgo muttered.

"Is he pouting?" Hewey quietly asked, eyes wide.

"I worked so hard to kidnap you, and you don't even call me Dad," Zalgo whined, "You're just like your sister, she still won't call me Dad either."

"Sister?" Sans asked.

"You'll meet her later, I got her a year ago and she still doesn't call me Dad," Zalgo said, "Just because I convinced her Mother to do suicide. I'm not sure why she hates me."

"I can think of a few reasons," Hewey said.

"I forgot to answer your question!" Zalgo suddenly said, perking up as he looked at Sans. "Sorry! There's a lot of buttons because there's a lot of floors. The top 666 floors are where us demons work, the basement floors are where we torture the sinners. Thus why they're conveniently colored a bright red."

Sans looked to where Zalgo was gesturing to. There was a small section of the buttons that were colored a bright red instead of the white as the others were, rings of black surrounding them.

"The ten layers, you know the story of Dante's Inferno actually got it right when he wrote it. Each floor deals with different sinners," Zalgo said, "The top floors are just where us demons work. Paperwork, numbers, new technics on how to torture, training, that kind of stuff. Specific demons get specific floors where they live, only I'm allowed on the top floor. Except for you now, you both can get up there no problem."

"You guys live in this building? Isn't there any others?" Sans asked, "I mean, it seemed pretty open out there."

"That's one of the ways we make sure dead souls can't escape, actually," Zalgo explained, pressing one of the red buttons. "Sometimes a person could sneak past our defenses and get out the front door, but once dead souls leave the light from the building, they're trapped in the void."

"So... what?" Hewey asked, "How are they trapped? Can't they walk back?"

"It's basically just an endless field," Sans said, "It's a trap, a final step to making sure souls don't leave from being tortured. Once someone leaves the light from the building, they're stuck in the field. The void is used, it's basically like that corn field from that one horror movie you watched with the pregnant chick, except for it's the void doing it."

"Hell itself is practically alive, it uses the void to twist and confuse souls that try to escape," Zalgo said, laughing. "As if they could get past the barrier anyway, but it makes sure they're still being tortured."

"So if someone manages to get out, they're basically just stuck in a field forever?" Hewey asked.

"Isolation and exhaustion torture, removing hope from them," Sans suplied an explination now.

"It always goes the same, sometimes I even let people escape. They get out, and then they try to run away from the building as far as they can go. They run for maybe an hour, then start walking. After a day or so, they get a little desperate, and start calling out for any response."

"But they can't, because the void cuts them off from other life," Sans said, "Man, that is a good way to drive someone insane."

"It is! Torture for trying to leave!" Zalgo said, "After a week or so, they become really desperate so they try to come back to the office. But it's too late, they're trapped! Everyone goes really crazy and insane, it becomes their new form of torture. If they're level one, we usually leave them in there for a week before we pull them out. Anyone lower than that stays there permanently."

"Level one?" Sans asked.

"Like I said, Dante's Inferno got some of the facts right," Zalgo said, "Well, during his time anyway. We call basement one sinners level one, basement two sinners level two, all the way down to 10. The level one sinners are people who just didn't believe in god and couldn't go to heaven, but were overall decent people. Sometimes they can redeem themselves to go to heaven, so once in awhile I'll send a batch of them to heaven. But every lower level belongs here. The lower they are, the worse they are. We're going to basement 10."

"Isn't that the worst lev- dude, really?" Hewey asked.

"Hewey may have been raised with killers, but if it's the worst level, I don't want him to see it," Sans said.

"It's the worst one, filled with the worst people," Zalgo said.

The elevator continued to hum as they descended.

"This is the newer level, Dante was way before we set this one up, it's more recent," Zalgo explained, "We always have to adjust as times change."

The elevator suddenly stopped, Sans and Hewey looking at the door with different expressions.

"I really don't think Hewey should be seeing this," Sans said.

"I want to go back home, I really don't like this!" Hewey said.

"Don't worry, they may be the worst people, but they aren't hard to fight," Zalgo said as the door opened.

A somewhat decent sized room was set up for them, another door placed across from the elevator on the other side of the room. The room was rather empty, only two chairs and a single water machine being the only furniture. Two demons were standing on each side of the elevator, glancing inside to see what was going on.

"Oh, hey lord Zalgo!" The female said, giving him a wide sharp smile.

"A-AH- L-Lord Zalgo! Hello!" The male said fearfully, adjusting his grip on his bag.

"Moxxie, Millie," The demon said, "This is Sans and Hewey. If you kill them, I'll kill you."

"Sure thing, Lord Zalgo! It's nice to see your son, you've talked a lot about him!" The girl, Millie, said.

Sans couldn't see, as Zalgo was standing a little bit in front of him, but he must have given Millie some sort of face. The demon retreated back a few feet, her face dropping in utter fear.

"I-I mean you're still terrifying and everything, I-I just meant you seemed really passionate about your son, Lord Zalgo please don't kill me!" Millie begged, holding her hands out in front of her face.

"I-I think what Millie was trying to say," Moxxie said, "Was that S-Sans sounded amazing when you briefed us on him coming down to hell, as you're a strong and terrifying demon Lord!"

"Thank you," Zalgo said.

His demeanor from before had suddenly changed. Zalgo was standing taller, and looked like he was absolutely ready to pounce and kill both of them at an instant.

"Isn't he just adorable?" Zalgo suddenly squealed, grabbing Sans from the side and pinching his cheek.

Nevermind.

"Y-Yes Sir!" The two stuttered.

"Anyway, I'm just showing him this floor, make sure none of the souls escape," Zalgo said, "And if even one of those b*tches behind there even so much as grazes him, or my grandson you both and your Helluva Boss business are dead!"

"Of course!" They both yelped, pulling out two long spears.

"I can handle myself, but it'd be helpful if you told me what was out there!" Sans said.

"The worst kind of people, I hate going out there," Millie muttered.

"No one does, we just let them torture themselves, it works pretty well," Zalgo said.

The two demons made their way to the other door, Zalgo walking out of the elevator.

"Can I wait in the special lift that'll take me away from that," Hewey said, "I love watching things, but I'm not risking the worst types of sinners."

"Since you can't teleport, it'd be a good idea," Sans said, "Don't leave unless someone's running at you and I can't save you."

"So like whenever you go to bed and my siblings were still up, yeah," Hewey said.

"It'll only be for a few moments, your sister stays down here anyway," Zalgo explained.

"Is she in there?" Sans asked.

"She works with the sinners, she believes she can make them worthy of heaven," Zalgo said, all of his mouths turning up into grins. "So far, no progress. These people were too far gone anyway. I have a fun time watching them torture each other. I sometimes think they were just demons born into human bodies without any of the powers."

And with that, the door was opened.

The two demons stepped in first, Zalgo following with Sans in toe. It looked just like...

The inside of a store?

The shelves were filled with syringes, globes, children clothing... really weird and random things. The store seemed to stretch off for as far as Sans could see, he couldn't see the end. He could hear distant chatter and yelling, most of it sounding from woman.

A woman who had been standing there turned, black hair whipping against her face.

"Do you work here?" She demanded Zalgo, walking towards him.

"Well, technically, yes," Zalgo said.

"Good, I demand to speak to your manager!" She snapped.

"Oh my..." Sans whispered.

No way. This was too golden.

Reddit would be so proud.

"This is where we keep the more recent sinners," Zalgo said, "Karens, anti vax parents, flat earthers. They're all here. The worst of the worst"

"This... this is actually beautiful," Sans whispered, turning around. "Hewey, you have to get in here! It's amazing!"

"Oh, I should also probably mention," Zalgo said, "Once we find your sister somewhere in here, we're going to bring in your kids."

"Hm?" Sans asked, turning back around.

"I'm going to kidnap your children next."

"Wait, what?"