Satan squinted at the signs. Some of the words looked similar to Latin, and sounding the letters out made him realize it was some vernacular version of Italian. Tuscan, maybe?
"We're in Italy, I think," Satan said. "Here's the word for 'death.' Bah, this sign is useless."
He turned his attention to the town square a short distance away. "Let's try the church. If anyone is still alive, they'll likely be there."