After a solid 12 hours and 24 minutes of falling, Mailman finally hits the ground!

And by hitting the ground I mean hitting the roof of a well and then bouncing onto the dirt ground below.

Fun!

Thunk, MailMan hits the ground and gets out and dusts himself off.

Looking around, it appears he's in the center of a village! Like, a medieval village. The pathways are dirt and most of the houses look the same. In the backyard of one of the houses, Maikman sees what appears to be a 6' chubby boar person with reddish fur and large tusks working away at a patch of farmland. A vegetable he has never seen is being grown. The sky is completely pitch black and dark, but everything appears to be well lit by bright red flames contained in iron lanterns. The air smells vaguely of sulfur.

Mailman walks over to the boar guy with a smile, "Excuse me, sir!"

"Heh?" He stops what he's doing and rests his hoe against the ground, using it to lean as he looks toward the funny MailMan.

"I was wondering if you knew the way to Joshua’s house?" MailMan asks

"Joshua? Last name?"

"No last name!" MailMan says happily.

"Is he also in Hell? Or, is he even in this layer."

"He's at his house, still living!" MailMan says

The boar snorts, "Tough luck, kiddo. Maybe try going a layer down. Prince is a lot more receptive round there."

"Down then! Ok! Would you happen to have a shovel I could borrow?" MailMan asks.

"...Sure." The boar walks over to his shed and pulls out a shovel, handing it to MailMan, "Good luck."

"Thank you!" MailMan starts digging down on the spot. The boar stares in bewilderment before sighing and resuming his farmwork.

MailMan keeps digging!

Dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig

After a full 24 hours of digging down, he finally reaches lava I mean begins to fall again! Into a pit! The VOID!!!

MailMan attempts to throw the shovel up as fast as he can, and his vision flashes gold!