Doug's soul descends towards the depths of the firey earth when he hits a luke warm, gray spot with a dull thud. He looks around at all the gray stuff that's only mildly irritating but not very pleasant either.
Nothing much is here. He feels sort of bad but not really. He's handed a stack of stuff to file.
He yawns.
HECK
Where no one hardly ever screams (at least not very loud).
Coming to a strip mall theater kind of near you sort of in between summer and fall.
Go to Heck!