Meg
Well, I could take care of your prom dress for you, but that's kinda past the point. If it makes you feel any better, Hell wouldn't welcome me with open arms, either. Nor would Heaven, I guess, although I'm technically the rightful ruler now.
Yeah, I am, but that doesn't mean I can get us outta here. Whatever they're doing, it's like I'm in a giant ring of Holy Fire or something. I can't zap anywhere past that stupid glass dome.