Hell is other people, and likewise so was heaven, just like earth! It was just a matter of the asshole to angel ratio that was different.
"Why, New Orleans, of course!"
He'd seen city lights before, of course, he'd been to Baton Rouge before, how could he not? But it'd grown since the thirties, lights and sounds he'd never seen, the sheer size of the buildings and the absolute amount of people more on par with the hectic buzz of the Pentagram than what he originally remembered, all countered with the soothing pitch black of the sky, rather than the hellfire orange of the pit.
He was obviously eager to get out, one hand already locked on the handle of the door.
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"Why, New Orleans, of course!"
He'd seen city lights before, of course, he'd been to Baton Rouge before, how could he not? But it'd grown since the thirties, lights and sounds he'd never seen, the sheer size of the buildings and the absolute amount of people more on par with the hectic buzz of the Pentagram than what he originally remembered, all countered with the soothing pitch black of the sky, rather than the hellfire orange of the pit.
He was obviously eager to get out, one hand already locked on the handle of the door.