As much as you want death to be an answer for all the pain and crap you've had to endure all your measly existence, an end to it all...it gets worse. It's a beginning.
(To set the tone for this update, play "It Gets Worse" by Mindless Self Indulgence on repeat.)
Sheila's got it rough. She's never believed in the Devil, but with her loved ones' lives at stake, she's forced to work for them collecting overdue souls amid a series of freak possessions and massacres resulting from an (un)holy conspiracy only she can uncover.
You could say her life's a living hell—though she's already dead.
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