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You pause by the old DSD building. There are still holy items and items of power here. You find none of them appealing. Holy objects are no friendlier to you than to a child of Lilith. A gun seems silly. You could dismember a demon nearly as quickly as you could kill one with a gun. And, dismembering is so much more satisfying.

You feel something else. You can't quite figure out what, but it draws you.

A mere five block walk and you arrive. It is a museum. The building is all black. It exudes domination magic. You brush off the powerful spell with the ease of a demon princess. You read the large ornate sign. It reads 'Hall of Fallen Enemies'.

This intrigues you. You enter through its large doors. The place is nearly deserted. A single older woman mans a booth.

She drones on in a monotone. "Welcome to the Hall of Enemies. See the fate of all those who oppose the glorious Queen Mara."

You give her a nod and enter the museum.

You smile. There are actual dioramas the first of which is titled 'The DSD'. Many of the statues have blurred features, they nonetheless are familiar. You can't help but think Queen Mara might have been a little premature in judging the Asian girl out front in a martial arts stance, defeated.

The next diorama features a entrancing looking academic flanked by demonic pornstars. The title reads The Demoness Jesse Sims, returned to Lilith.

Another has a pair of demons in pin stripe suits. One extremely attractive Incubus and a rather impressive Succubus. The sign reads demon gangsters Mark and Amanda, vanquished.

The next is a rather tall, decidedly attractive human. Though he looks imposing, you wonder what threat he could possibly have posed. You suppose appearances can be deceiving. The plaque reads Jonathon Dryer, sent to hell.

You continue down the hall. Numerous lesser enemies of Queen Mara flank you. A priest being **** by a Succubus. Several other demons.

Then you reach a a more familiar face, Grace. Your would be sister, the failed daughter of Baal, has a horrified expression on her face. That makes you smile. You wonder what happened to the bitch. The sign simply reads vanquished. You are puzzled. She wasn't returned to hell. The you realize the truth. This diorama is more than a diorama. It is larger and bespelled. You realize it is a giant sensory deprivation chamber. Grace is likely within.

This presents a quandary. Freed she likely would be an ally, yet you wish her destroyed or worse.