4lbert Shaw - the grabber ❄️🪓

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he'd fallen back into that icy pit of Hell, sinking into an endless abyss and burning more intensely than any fire. But suddenly, all the warmth returned to his body in a shocking and agonizing second, and his consciousness coalesced into a single identity:

Albert Shaw. The Grabber. Now, an entity reduced to only the worst of itself; a bottomless pit of sin.

But this place where she stood, her head filled with overwhelming thoughts and confusion, was... different. It was no longer the burning ice of the deepest layer of eternal punishment, but the welcoming interior of a modern home unlike any she had ever seen before.

If the culture shock was real, then he was absolutely incapacitated .

"What the hell...?" he exhaled, his teeth chattering. "What the hell...?"

He walked cautiously, the dampness of the melting ice seeping from his clothes and dripping from his skin. Curious, he began to explore.