THE CIRCLE OF LUST - MOTEL
Thou shalt not seek union, but dominion. Thou shalt take desire and make it into a dogma, that one may worship, and the other may consume.
Voice from Beyond
The dunes thin, the pink haze giving way to yellowish plains. What stands before them is no palace, only a cheap roadside motel. No wonder that's the center of lust. Motels tend to be the place where that sin resides on earth.
The dunes thin, the pink haze giving way to yellowish plains. What stands before them is no palace, only a cheap roadside motel. No wonder that's the center of lust. Motels tend to be the place where that sin resides on earth.
“DESIRE’S NEST” reads the sign. The ‘E’ is broken in half. The carpet smells worse than the desert.
They step inside. A cracked mirror hangs behind the front desk. Someone is arguing with their reflection.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
No, no, NO! Look at you! You’re slouching again. If you’re going to exist, at least EXIST CORRECTLY!
No, no, NO! Look at you! You’re slouching again. If you’re going to exist, at least EXIST CORRECTLY!
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
Stop yelling at the mirror. It’s cheap. Everything in here is cheap. I hate this place.
Stop yelling at the mirror. It’s cheap. Everything in here is cheap. I hate this place.
Voice from Beyond
The woman at the desk turns. Or rather she turns twice, slightly out of sync.
The woman at the desk turns. Or rather she turns twice, slightly out of sync.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
OH! SITIRI! SITIRIIII! You didn’t CALL! You NEVER CALL!
OH! SITIRI! SITIRIIII! You didn’t CALL! You NEVER CALL!
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
Why is there a guest. I said no guests. Today is a no-guest day.
Why is there a guest. I said no guests. Today is a no-guest day.
Voice from Beyond
Sitiri freezes. One hand twitches. The other flexes their seven fingered hand.
Sitiri freezes. One hand twitches. The other flexes their seven fingered hand.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
WAIT. WAIT WAIT WAIT. How many fingers is that.
WAIT. WAIT WAIT WAIT. How many fingers is that.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
Oh my, you and your obsessions.
Oh my, you and your obsessions.
Voice from Beyond
Cynthia gasps, delighted.
Cynthia gasps, delighted.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
RULE SEVENTEEN OF THE CIRCLE OF LUST! Demons with more than five fingers on one hand are BANNED from the motel! Fire hazard! Aesthetic hazard! Emotional hazard!
RULE SEVENTEEN OF THE CIRCLE OF LUST! Demons with more than five fingers on one hand are BANNED from the motel! Fire hazard! Aesthetic hazard! Emotional hazard!
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
Get out.
Get out.
Voice from Beyond
Sitiri doesn’t even argue. A force unseen smites them sideways through the doorway.
Sitiri doesn’t even argue. A force unseen smites them sideways through the doorway.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
You’re late.
You’re late.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
BUT YOU’RE HERE! I KNEW YOU’D COME! I FELT IT IN MY TEETH!
BUT YOU’RE HERE! I KNEW YOU’D COME! I FELT IT IN MY TEETH!
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
We’ve been expecting you, Charlie. Don’t touch anything.
We’ve been expecting you, Charlie. Don’t touch anything.
Lord of Lust, Asmodeus
Touch EVERYTHING. I’ve been waiting. Oh, I’ve been waiting.
Touch EVERYTHING. I’ve been waiting. Oh, I’ve been waiting.