"umm, Lucifer i guess." said Wes tentatively, his eyes darting around the office nervously. Hes never met a lord of all darkness before, hopefully he can make a good impression. The demon moved his waiting gaze from Wes to the paper and started scribbling something.

"Well hes in a session right now so you'll have to deal with that." He looked up with a cruel smile. "enjoy."

The room started fading before Wes's eyes. Wes blinked and looked around nervously and rubbed his eyes. Was it his own vision that was failing him or was something else happening? The demon's black, beady eyes, sparkled mischievously as he gradually faded out, staring unflinchingly at Wes. Eventually everything had faded out to darkness except for the sparkling black eyes and that cruel smile and in a moment that was gone too and all was black. As soon as the office had faded into oblivion so did a new image birth, a slowly fading in door, it seemed. Once his new location had completely materialized he noticed the plain wooden door had a name engraved in gold at the top of it: Lucifer. He heard a faint high pitched giggling emanating from beyond the door. It was a giggle of pure glee but there was something deeply sinister about it. He looked around his surroundings for alternate options and quickly realized that there was nothing, all else remained black except for the door that had materialized in front of him. Even the jagged rock wall that the door rested on quickly faded into blackness. He remained in a small island of physicality, the rest was unknown. Given no other option he tentatively places his hand on the doorknob and immediately feels something unwelcome surge inside his arm; a solid malevolence violating the sanctity of his body. He turned the knob and pushed in and a cold draft surged from within him, like the room had sucked out the heat in his body. Legs trembling slightly now he slowly and as quietly as possible steps in and gently closes the door behind him. The giggling stopped immediately.

The place he was now in was black, but not black for a lack of physicality but black for a lack of light. In the distance in front of him he saw a weak flickering light struggling to stay alive in the mass of darkness. There was something tall and crooked lurking around in this light. Wes, feeling drained and confused, walked stupidly toward the light like a moth. As he walked closer his body continued to feel more drained to the point where he felt like there was a heavy weight inside his every muscle, yet he continued mindlessly. He staggered into the flickering light with drool hanging from his bottom lip and his eyes drinking in the image before him without comprehension. He was staring at the bony back of a very tall red skinned creature, its spine protruding horrendously and slumping forward sharply near the neck. Its arms were long and skinny and it had long bony fingers with sharp yellow nails. Its legs were thickly muscular and hoofed and it had a long, lizard like tail. Its attention was intensely focused with something in front of him and it hadn't noticed Wes right behind it. Its breathing was jerky with bubbling excitement and glee and its long arms were fiddling with the thing in front of him.
Its head suddenly jolted up now aware of another presence. It slowly turned to face Wes who stood there staring up at the creature stupidly. Its long white hair was sparse and spider-like and the contours of its face were sharp as if it had placed a thin red layer of skin over its skull. Its eyes were small glowing orbs that had sunken deep into the sockets, staring hungrily at Wes from within their dark holes. Its thin lips curved into a wicked smile revealing its layers of sharp teeth. Its red chest rose and sank rapidly as it breathed with excitement at the enticement before him. It moved its heavy hoofs toward Wes and extended its long arms tentatively as if careful not to spoil the source of his new found joy. Its long sharp fingers stroked Wes's cheek with delicacy as its voracious eyes drank in the image before it. Its face suddenly contorted into a visage of pure malicious cruelty and its long fingers tightened on Wes's cheek and the long, yellow nails cut deep into his skin, shooting sharp pain throughout his entire body. Wes screamed in agony and Lucifer's grip was released immediately and jolted back as its lips stretched into a look of pure glee. Lucifer brought his bloody fingers up to his neck and rubbed the blood down his neck. As he did so he closed his eyes, turning his head up and letting out a breath in a display of extreme pleasure. Its icy gaze turned back to Wes and it let out a high pitched giggle of pure joy. It placed a controlling hand on Wes's shoulder and guided him to where it had been facing earlier without turning its gaze from him for a moment. As Wes walked in that direction he saw what looked like a standing strapped bed slowly sinking back into the surrounding darkness away from the light. What was strapped to the bed was reduced to a bloody pulp, its meat hanging freely from its frame to the point of being unrecognizable. It disapeared into the darkness and within the moment slowly emerged back into the light without the slightest stain of blood on it, the straps hanging patiently. Lucifer's gentle but firm grip on Wes's shoulder guided him to the strapped bed, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on Wes. (i have a little bit more to add to this, please wait for it.)