Fuck it - go right

You wipe your hands on the brimstone walls and head down the right passage, around a couple of twists and turns, until you find your path blocked by a large boulder. At least, that's what it looks like at first, but as you move closer, the rock begins to move. Powerful limbs unfold, and you find yourself staring up at a stone demon, his craggy features rough and chiseled, with a pair of crystal horns on his head and a long cock of polished black marble.

"Oh, shit," you whisper. With a sound like gravel being ground underfoot, he takes a lumbering step toward you.