In life, you were a kleptomaniac. Your sticky fingers had landed you in much more trouble than it was worth, and now you're dead. Or you think you're dead. The carnies telling you that this was hell was believable, but you'd assumed hell to be more... on fire than this.

Your only priority was getting out of this place, until the ticketmaster handed you a map to a diamond. A big, beautiful diamond. And nobody was going to stop you from getting it.

(user replaces merrywood, basically)

(ALT BOT ➡️ in which user is a carnie)