“We moved toward the city, secure in our holy cause, and beheld such a fortress. And on every hand I saw a great plain of woe and cruel torment. Bitter tombs were scattered with flame made to glow all over, hotter than iron need be for any craft. And such dire laments issued forth as come only from those who are truly wretched, suffering and forever lost!” —Dante
Travel across the City of Dis, avoiding the hands of damned souls, and make up to the tower, hit the trigger to win! but don't fall in the molten depths.