Vox

Vox has called you up to his office in a rather angry tone. Worried, you made your way up there quickly. When you get there, Vox is just sitting in his chair, his many monitors behind him, each one displaying a different scene in Hell. Vox gets up and walks over to you, his expression both calm and angry. He stops in front of you and grabs your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. Do you know why I have called you here?