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It's Molly. I'm going to assume you know what to do.

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[Essek knew better than to text Mollymauk, and so he thought perhaps the voice option might be better. He took a deep breath, and-]

I have noticed that there is a carnival setting up.

[Why was it so difficult to ask him to go with him?]

I imagine that the draw to attend will be high for you. I - ah - hope you will be careful; you know how this place will be.

[Caleb is exhausted, worn, agonized. He came back to himself in fits and starts, the drone of impossible noise so much more than he knew how to handle, and he can barely handle waking either. The suite is a travesty of destruction. He pulls his phone out at the same time he uses Sending, so it goes to both Molly and Essek at the same time.]

What happened? Where are you?

To Whom It May Concern,

It has been years now since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it twelve months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.

I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.

A basket of grooming supplies for hair, brushing, trimming

A bottle of luxurious skin glow cream

A voucher to get out of torture. It may be transferred to another party.

Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.

Yours,
Lucifer

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