"Gone with the Wind comes to mind, for some fucking reason," Dan responded. He hated that movie, but somehow the tiny enslaved girls fanning the white women stayed with him.
Dan arrived in this place from hell, but given his hell scape, this felt a variation on hell. Probably hell differed for everyone, though. Like how the Dean currently residing in this Madison Valley arrived from a more benevolent Madison Valley, at least according to Dean.
He chuckled. "Something like that, as much as one can enjoy this place. Although, I assume there are worse places."