Yes.

He uses magic to teleport you to a room that looks like the stereotypical interrogation room in any crappy cop show from the 80’s. “Have a seat.” He says pointing at the metal chair. You pull it out from the simple metal table and sit down, it is actually a bit warm but pleasant. “Hold out your right hand.” He demands and you can see his intention as a manacle is there anchored to the table. You set your hand in it and he locks it closed. Then he vanishes.

About an hour later you are finally awakened from your sort of half sleep you had drifted off to as the only door opens revealing what looks like a rather normal looking office room beyond for a few seconds as a hard looking yet very attractive woman walks in. You would guess she is 6’ tall, taller on her 5” heel boots that disappear under black slacks. She wears a button down white shirt under a black suit like jacked that looks like soft leather. The top 2 buttons are open but that doesn’t really reveal much but her rather ample bust does create a rather nice look. She has blonde hair pulled back in a tight ponytail that hangs just past her shoulders. “Hello Elle Farthing, pleasure to meet you.” She says taking a seat across the table.

“Hi.” You say accepting her greeting as if you had heard that name hundreds of times, then suddenly realize you have no idea who that is, “Wait, what? You know me?”

“Of course, the guardian read you with true seeing, I know exactly what and who you are. What I don’t know is how former princess Alura Belmont became, Well, you.”

“You’re asking me? I told him everything I know. I’m so confused I don’t think I even know who I am or who I’ve been.”

“True, then let’s see.” She casts a spell to contact some sort of godlike entity and her eyes turn white while she has a short conversation. Then she says, “Interesting. You are free to go.” She then unlocks the cuff on your wrist.

“Are you going to tell me what you know about me?”

“Sorry. I guess I can say to be careful. I think this is your last body.”

“My last? So what do I do now?” You ask.

“I don’t know. I suppose I’d start by getting out of hell, it’s dangerous down here.” She walks out of the room. You quickly follow her. “Exit’s that way.” She says pointing down a hallway.

“The exit out of hell?”

“No silly, out of the building. To get out of hell either charter a boat or pay a wizard for a portal.”

“What? I don’t have any money.”

“So sell this silly.” She says handing you the evil dagger. “A boat is usually only 10-12 gold, a portal a lot more, a few thousand. There are shops all over hell. Oh and here, take this.” She reaches into a chest and pulls out a cute short red sundress with lace trim.

You pull it on, it fits but if you raise your arms your sexy ass will peak out, it is very short. “Thanks.” Then after a few steps down the hall you turn and ask, “So I’m Elle Farthing?” She smiles and nods but in your heart as you asked the question you somehow knew it was true. You head out of the building and step out onto the warm iron street.