+1 "Put That Thing Back Where It Came From Or So Help Me"

[nomoreroom]

So! This wasn't actually what he was expecting, when he opened the kitchen door today. He had an excellent venison burger sitting in the fridge, practically calling his name, but he opened the door to the Hotel kitchen, wouldn't you know it-

A completely alternate dimension. Well isn't that just a fine how do you do?

Now if he were a demon of more basic desires and concrete obvious goals, he'd have shut that door and kept trying it until he got his goddamn burger.

Clearly, though, that wasn't what happened.

Tall, that's what he was, way too tall to not stand out, all limbs and pointed fingers and jagged dagger smile, gleeful as he wandered about the plaza and no doubt scaring the children, if there happened to be any unfortunate enough to be there. Nosy thing too, deer-like ears swiveling this way and that to eavesdrop on any possible conversation in the immediate area.

And when he opened his mouth, the hiss and crackle of an old radio came out with a pop, that voice tinny, gleeful and disquieting.

"Good evenin' folks, fantastic night out, isn't it?

Now, I went about readin' your how to's and what do's and where go's and how so's, but I still got a question for you fine, lovely folks out there.

How many of you beautiful surface citizens came from somewhere a little further south? Don't be shy now, step right up."

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[masteroffear]

"Well, it isn't really my field - as I said, I'm a psychologist - but I'll try. There are multiple universes besides the ones you and I are from. Usually peope just stay in their homeworlds and that's that, but occasionally people find their way between worlds. That's the Nexus. Some people can come and go while others are stuck, mostly the ones who got here by getting killed."

Crane's glad he isn't one of those ones. He visits and leaves when he pleases.

"I'm one of the ones who can come and go whenever I like. I very much like it here. You know, change of scenery, nice landscape, easy to find my way around. Interesting people to talk to."

[nomoreroom]

"Now that's quite a story, Professor, quite a story. That's some genuine Max Planck science right there, guess I oughtta scrounge up a scientist for the next time I show up here.

Gotta be a few in hell, right?" Aaah, awful implications.

"Fantastic people to talk to, you're an excellent conversationalist, Crane, couldn't have asked for better company. But hey, if you and I can come and go, that means you and I got doors! There any rules about walkin' into doors that ain't yours, professor?"

[masteroffear]

"I imagine there's no shortage of mad scientists in Hell - you've got your share of Moreaus and Frankensteins. And worse, seeing as it's hell and all." Jonathan gives the demon a sardonic smile. "Must imagine there's some interesting research to do down there."

He thinks over Alastor's question, and wishes he knew more about the multiverse. He's aware that people from other universes have visited his own world, some more pleasant than others.

"I'm new here, so I'm not really too helpful on the rules. I'd hate to give you some faulty information. Don't quote me on anything, I'm not a universe-hopper myself. If you're thinking of visiting my world, though, I'll warn you you'll have competition. Nekron, Trigon, Etrigan..." Crane's well aware that his universe has its share of demons.

[nomoreroom]

"Sir. Pentious is a pretty interestin' fellow, I'll tell you that, Crane. Brilliant inventor! Among other things."

There's already ideas whirling around in his head, glancing here and there to try and get a look to see if he could spot any other doors in the area.

"Ha ha ha, they get their names by smackin' a typewriter? Sounds almost like an anagram, don't they? Don't worry, professor, I don't plan on starting any trouble over there! Just wanna explore a little! Been in Hell eighty five years, I got a lot of checkin' up to do."