The Tenth Circle

“Well now, here’s a sight for sore eyes,” War declared, “Started to think we’d never see you again.”

“I guess we were dead wrong,” Famine snorted.

“Yeah, yeah,” Death sat down and ordered a drink, “They’ve been working me overtime recently. All because of that blasted internet.”

War and Famine gave each other confused looks.

“We had to add a whole new level of torment just for internet abusers,” Death explained, “Weeping and gnashing of teeth didn’t seem like enough of a punishment for the guy who invented lolcats and the people who think it’s funny.”

They somberly nodded in agreement.