Prologue
It was almost two in the morning, he was lying in his bed, with his laptop on his lap, watching the last Hell Girl episode, with the headphones on, so he could listen to it really loud without waking his parentes up. To him, that had been the best anime he had ever watched. He wish it were true — send someone to hell without doing any effort.
He turned off his computer, put it inside his wardrobe and got back to bed, because he'll have class the other day.
But the Hell Girl didn't leave his mind. He kept thinking about her coming visit him and handing him a straw doll with a red string. He imagined her saying those lines she always says when people contract her. But… that's bullshit. It's impossible such a thing exist: a girl who takes people whose names were written on a website.
But that would be awesome, he thought, finally falling asleep.