Sortie / Orientation / Who is She?
"Who am I? Oh, whiff, you ask the wrong questions...but I am flattered by your interest," she purrs as she seems to step into and through you, leaving you inundated with her scent, a stinging blend of animal musk, fresh tobacco and stale blood.
"I am a demon, or near enough, as are you. At least, we come from a place enough like hell that there is no better word for it. I am not surprised you don't remember it. A first manifestation always comes with a little amnesia. Not sure why.
"We are spirits of corruption, you and I. In my case, I am a midwife of sorts -- a gatekeeper and a tout. It's my job to help whiffs like you get oriented and get started on your sorties. Right now I am holding you here, between the ticks of the clock, behind an unopened door, outside of space and time so you don't waste any of your precious sortie with questions. I am the first and last person outside of hell that you can speak to, that can see you or answer your questions. Once you go through that door your sortie begins and you are on your own."
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