"In Hell, no one can hear you scream. But they can hear you if you don't use a coaster." Arthur Pringle didn't intend to become the most feared entity in the Abyss. He intended to finish his yogurt and perform a routine quarterly inspection of his building's fire suppression system. Then he died in a "Logistical Bottleneck" and woke up in the Seventh Circle. In a dimension defined by eternal suffering, Arthur saw something worse: Non-Compliance. The Tar-Pits lacked proper guardrails. The Forest of Suicides was a trip-hazard. And the Boss was too busy playing golf to notice that an Archangel was using the "Wellness Portal" to smuggle unauthorized marmalade and "Celestial Sunshine" into the Pit. Armed only with an unlimited supply of yellow-ink pens, a high-visibility soul, and a steadfast refusal to look on the bright side, Arthur must do the unthinkable. He has to save Hell from its own lack of documentation. Can one dead safety auditor, a panicked demon with a stapler, and a possessed printer fix the spiritual impedance of the universe? Arthur is going to try-but first, everyone in the courtroom needs to sign a 'Visual Strain' waiver.