Tiff's Tall Tales (of Tricky, Thrilling Trials)

(Click http://blogs.usask.ca/tx3/2009/09/underworld_opening_pantheon_ti.html" to go to chapter 1 and http://blogs.usask.ca/tx3/2009/09/uop_chapter_2_a_new_friend.html#more to go to chapter 2!)

"Number 666."

I rose and trotted up to the desk. "Tiffany, member 1313 of the Underworld Opening Pantheon, here to discuss some socks."

The receptionist glared at me. "Room 17." She gestured down a hall. I obediently went to the room, wondering at the large amounts of red as I opened the door and sat down in the small room. "They seriously need some interior decorators," I muttered.

Eventually, the door opened and a harried goblin rushed in and sat behind the desk. "I'm sorry for the wait. My last appointment went on longer than I had anticipated-" He stopped mid-sentence as he looked at the paper, then groaned.

"Tiffany," he said, a painful expression crossing his face.

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(Click http://blogs.usask.ca/tx3/2009/09/underworld_opening_pantheon_ti.html" to go to chapter 1!)

A surprisingly human-like office, it was. Desks, receptionists, announcements, chairs, and lines. I trotted to the ticker thing and grabbed my number...666. I groaned, eliciting glares from the demons around me. Some gave curious glances, others hissed and/or stuck tongues out at me. Sitting myself down, I amused myself by sending various texts like "Guess where I am? Hell! =P" and then reading my friends' bemused, albeit skeptical responses. The demon sitting next to me, a female of unknown species (to me), quirked an eyebrow at me. She had many arms, short cropped purple hair, and yellow eyes.

"The waiting time is hell, eh?" I said with a wry smile at my (intentional) pun. She snickered into a hand before coughing and looking disgusted, but she gave me a discreet thumbs up.

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Today, I was missing a sock.

Of course, this is a natural occurence, and has led many a philosopher down the road of "where does the other sock go?" and whatnot. I, however, was not in a philosophizing mood. I was quite upset, this being the third sock I'd lost from my last load of laundry. I had always suspected some lesser demons behind the cause, and decided to find out once and for all.

Although, I guess I should do some explaining first.

You see, I am one of the few people capable of opening the gates to the Underworld and coming back unscathed. In fact, I've made some friends there, some enemies, and met a lot of tired bureaucrats. The Underworld, while not the hellish, everything-on-fire landscape primarily depicted through various religions (you know who you are) and a place of torment, is almost...dull, I guess. To me, anyway, who is used to bright colours and shiny things. There are no screaming souls, no "Devil" devil, yadda yadda yadda.

I'll get more into that later.

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