With a vague sense of dread and a lingering feeling of nausea, yes.

I believe I understand.

[Well he was hungry.]

So. Let me see if I understand what you're telling me correctly.

I've lost my memory, I'm in hell. Presumably this means I died - at least, that would be the logical assumption. We have to fight for the approval of nameless damned souls who are less fortunate than us.

And certain individuals here want to fuck horses.