DannyMay 2021. Day Twenty-five
"Hallway"
Danny looked ahead of himself, trying to spot the door he was meant to reach, but couldn't see anything beyond the line of people waiting their turn.
He didn't know how long he had been waiting, or how much more he had to wait, and he was really getting tired of it.
"Five per sixty is three-hundred. So if in three-hundred seconds nothing happens I'm leaving."
Just a second after he mumbled this, a posh, cheery voice called him. "Ah, Danny Fenton! I finally find you." Crowley, King of Hell and annoying sometimes-ally clapped him amiably on the shoulder. He was a crossroad demon and it showed. "What are you doing in the Endless Queue?"
"The- the what?!"
Sighing fondly, Crowley lay a hand on the boy's shoulder and steered him away from the tortured souls. "Come on, let's talk in my throne room."
Danny could only gape at him, incredulous at such a devious mind.