It is my third day in this infernal place and the monsters have now abated their torment, mostly. Many of them leave me alone, but the horned one still compels me to perform absurd trials...for what end? I do not know.  I was forced to wander a maze amidst lava that boiled and bubbled below my feet. The day before - and I say 'day' lightly, for time seems immaterial in this place - I had to hide from the being that shines brilliantly, causing me to fly into the void when I see its blinding yellow light. The torture seems to have no end, and no doubt forms in my mind that this absurd and terrible place is well and truly...Hell.