Sloth followed Bobby through the room. Guy looked scared. This was going to be quick and easy. Just the way he liked it. He went to take another step and he found that he couldn't. He followed his prey's eyes up to the ceiling. There was a devil's trap. On the ceiling. Who would bother climbing all the way up there? Bobby began an exorcism. Sloth was actually a bit relieved. Ever since the devil's gate got popped open it was work, work, work. At least in hell nobody expected him to do anything. He would just lay around for eternity.