In this short story, Hell's gone haywire. The fires are out, the ice has melted, and even Hitler's complaining. Satan, bored with damnation and dealing with his less-than-menacing son, takes a permanent vacation, leaving the underworld in the hands of his squabbling demons. Chaos reigns: souls riot, the Angel of Death struggles with a chaotic queue, and Dorothy and her crew get hilariously lost. Meanwhile, Satan's seeking sun and penguins in...Antarctica? Will Hell survive without its master, or is eternal pandemonium on the horizon?