HelLA Network - Communicate in HelLA, if you dare.

I'm not sure whether to be relieved that it's over, or worried about what is coming next.

I feel like I'm losing my mind here.

I feel like I have a bullseye on my back.

I thought I saw Sam here. And he was dead?

Sam Hanna, are you here?

I need...I need a doctor.

Huh. I found the strangest thing, a grey hair.

I don't think this is where I was supposed to go.

Oh hell no.

...No one's happened to see a girl named Lissa around, have they?

This is highly unsettling.

Hell would be LA, wouldn't it? I thought there was a special level for politicians and lawyers.

Somehow I always knew I'd end up in hell. I just didn't expect hell to be some version of Los Angeles. Also didn't expect to be corporeal again.

Fuck me. This is god damn bull shit.

Fine. I'm Lindsey. One of the people I talked to seems to think I'm responsible for bringing you here. I'm not.

For whatever reason, the Senior Partners brought you here,, to my little corner of the world. They banished me here a couple months back. There was no one here but me for a long time. I don't know why, or how, they brought you all here, but here you are.

There's no way out. believe me, I have tried. I've had months to scour every inch of this place, and there's no fucking way out. So be grateful for the apartment, the warm bed and the smart phone they gave you.

Let me say this one more time: I did not bring you here. I do not know why you are here. I do not know how you got here. There is no way to leave this place. This is my hell, but it's not my doing.

Any questions? Ask my assistant who doesn't actually exist.

Kidnapping a federal agent is a serious offense. Unless you want to go to prison for like...ever, you'll rethink this.