She widen her eyes. "There's more then one type of Hell? Great." She rolled her eyes at the thought of it.She then sighed as she folded her hands on the table. "Well it's not the fire and brimstone place where your mommy and daddy's Sunday School told you about. It's more about torturing you in various ways, mostly with stuff you hated, afraid of, and disliked amped up to the tenth power...or something." She shrugged. "If this doesn't help, sorry. I'm just a flag girl from a small town turned-demon though a ritural that went wrong because some idiot singer didn't realize I was a virgin."
Her fingernail scratched upon the surface. "Well at least I wouldn't have to ask why I was sent there. I wasn't a..." As she said the following two words she put up her closed-fist hands pointed up, extending both her middle and index fingers from each hand and wiggled them as if she was using them as quotation marks. "...'good girl.' As a demon, I killed a lot of people due to my hunger for their flesh. Including my best friend's boyfriend."