Ending in a nutshell:Dorian was pinned to the wall and was shown his portrait. He turned into a nice pile'o crud vv okay ENJOY!
Dorian landed on the ground with a hard thud! He got up and wiped himself off. He looked around and a giant ball of fire appeared in front of him.
"Wow. That's hott."
"No pun intended? Any way, here's the deal. You're pushing up daisies and I have to deal with you."
"You sound thrilled."
"Well… you, my friend, are a special case. Since I already posses your soul, you are useless."
"Thank you… I needed that."
"I granted you immortality! HOW did you manage to DIE!"
Dorian groaned, "Mina."
The devil laughed, "OKAY! So, not only you messed with a girl, you messed with a girl VAMPIRE? That's just bad karma."
"Again, I thank you kindly."
"Come, we shall discuss your fate over diner. This should be fun," he said sarcastically.
Diner was served. It was a gruesome excuse for food.
"Thank you, but I'm not really hungry," said Dorian pushing his plate away.
"Maybe it's 'cause you where stabbed in the stomach," he said under his breath. Dorian rolled his eyes.
Once the Devil was done gorging on food, they left the dinning room and went into the Devil's thrown room. The Devil sat while Dorian stood in the middle looking around. Dorian finally broke the silence, "So… nice curtains you have here."
"Oh, yes. My decorator Martha Stewart visits hell every once in a while."
"Very nice…awkward silenceIt's very cold for hell."
"That's because the heater broke. Bob the builder should be meeting his fate with a bulldozer soon. I'll have him fix it."