SCREW

SCREW. SCREW. SCREW.

WE SHALL MAKE IT TO THE SEVEN HELLS AND BACK! haha

seven is such a magical number :D

Except that today was like the "roasting you alive and poking you with pitchforks" hells and tomorrow is the "suck your brains out and pound you with an anvil" hell. Each unique, but equally painful. And SLOW.


SCREW. SCREW. SCREW.

PS I realised that it's actually 6.5 hells. But oh well.