The S door

You say the letter 'S' and **** takes off your collar, laughing.

"This psycho bitch will make you wish you were still alive just so you could die and escape her," she tells you. She opens up the door beneath the letter S and laughs as you're sucked in through it, slamming the door behind you.

The next thing you know you're naked, on hard stony ground, looking up at a red-latex-clad Chloe Sullivan.

"Welcome to Hell," she says, putting down her cup of coffee and stomping up to you in a pair of impossibly tall high heels. "Though for me it will be Heaven. Now, where did I leave my pitchfork?"