Greg looked forward, "traffic doesn't end here it's always chaos down here. Just find your friend, then we leave this place." He wanted to leave already, he didn't like hell that's why he lived on middle-ground. He looked at the other demons, as they got further in the field of punishment.

He followed orders when he was down here, or he would have got punished. That was before he got enough money, to go and live up on middle-ground. Greg liked it up there not always chaos, up there but there would still be chaos because of the angels up there. Most angels left him alone though.