Sitting upon his throne of flesh, Pinhead pondered his situation.

"Pain is good," he mused as a victim crumpled before him.

"Pinhead!" a young voice called. "Leviathan wants you!" Pinhead turned, slowly leaving the room.

"Take care of the mess, won't you?" Pinhead replied. He made his way to Leviathan. "You sent for me, Master?" Pinhead bowed. A huge diamond shaped being floated before him. Telepathically Pinhead received a message.

"You have done well," Leviathan bestowed.

Pinhead smiled, " I am honored, Master." Again Pinhead bowed. Leviathan dismissed him. As Pinhead walked off, a portal opened and Angelique stepped out.

"Why, hello there." she laughed. Pinhead nodded and walked off.

A LITTLE WHILE LATER

A portal opened and Pinhead stepped through. Everyone else was busy, so he took this time to be alone. When he stepped out of the portal, he went into total shock. He was in an empty room with a huge mirror on the wall. Pinhead stared at his reflection. He was dressed in black, leather bellbottoms, a brightly colored tie-dyed shirt, and black platform shoes. Pinhead's eyes were not focused on his outfit, but his head. He was wearing a rainbow colored 'fro with nails protruding out of it. This, he thought, was the last straw. Pinhead looked down at his assortment of weapons: all of the handles were shaped in a flower pattern. Pinhead was having trouble finding the courage to start his task. Pinhead just wanted this day to be over. So, he strolled into the disco parlor, heels clicking loudly against the floor. Pinhead threw open the doors and stood looking at his victims. One man stepped forward.

"Groovy outfit, man." The man replied. Out from behind the crowd, the pillar of souls rose from the floor, catching on the mirror ball with a loud crash. For the time being it was attached to the pillar. One woman exclaimed: "Bummer, man." Pinhead was really beginning to get annoyed with these mortals.

"Your time has come!" Pinhead growled, impaling everyone in the room with rusty chains. The pillar, still turning with the disco ball atop it, reflected with different shades of light. When everyone was dead Pinhead, stepped back through the portal. When he arrived in Hell, he found himself back in normal attire. He was content and walked off.

Two Minutes Later

Pinhead stood over a cowering victim. "I will cut your eyes." Pinhead said while unsheathing his knife. The victim started to laugh. Pinhead knew why.