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Mr. Ostein's descent into HELL!!!
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| I have dhiarrhea. Damn spicy chiles! | |
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| Uhm, I'm mister Ostein... and why did you bring me here? | |
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Satan trying to pull one over on ol' Ozzy Ostein.
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| Well, I was getting a bit lonely and needed some company... | |
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| Wait... I think I've heard about this place in a book... ergh what book was it... | |
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| Uh-oh! I think he's onto me! | |
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| This is that Mexico place, isn't it? | |
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