A grotesquely corporate yet infernal office deep in hell obsidian walls cracked with glowing lava ve

A grotesquely corporate yet infernal office deep in hell obsidian walls cracked with glowing lava veins, flickering fluorescent lights buzzing overhead, motivational posters on the walls reading "SUFFER SMARTER NOT HARDER" and "TEAMWORK MAKES THE DREAM BURN." Behind a massive charred mahogany desk sits SATAN himself impeccably dressed in a tailored red power suit, reading glasses perched on his nose, tapping a clawed finger impatiently on a towering stack of resumes. Across from him, a revolving parade of ridiculous candidates: a medieval knight in full clanking armor nervously clutching a briefcase, a caveman in a tie grunting through his answers, a overly cheerful yoga instructor radiating positive energy making Satan visibly uncomfortable, and a Victorian ghost who keeps accidentally phasing through the chair. Satan massages his temples in exhausted disbelief, slams a "REJECTED" stamp repeatedly on each resume. Finally he looks dead into camera, completely defeated, and loosens his tie. Camera opens on a slow dramatic push into the office door labeled "HELL HR DEPT.", cuts to rapid-fire medium shots of each candidate, ends on Satan's slow thousand-yard stare as his coffee mug reads "World's Okayest Dark Lord." Dry deadpan comedy tone, cinematic lighting, warm hellfire orange and deep shadow color grade. Shot Breakdown (15 seconds) TimecodeShotAction0–2sSlow push into door Door plaque reads "HELL HR DEPARTMENT" ominous choir hits2–4sWide office reveal Satan at desk, reviewing resumes, lava walls glowing4–6sMedium shot Knight in armor sits down, briefcase clanks loudly on floor6–8sQuick cut Caveman in a tie grunts, hands Satan a rock as his resume8–10sQuick cut Yoga instructor beams with joy Satan visibly recoils in discomfort10–12sQuick cut Victorian ghost phases through the chair repeatedly, embarrassed12–14sClose-upSatan's hand SLAMS "REJECTED" stamp over and over in rapid fury14–15sHero final shot Satan stares into camera, dead-eyed, loosens tie, mug reads "World's Okayest Dark Lord" Visual Style Color Grade: Deep hellfire orange, burnt amber shadows, flickering warm light Lighting: Fluorescent office buzz + lava glow from floor cracks Tone: Deadpan corporate comedy played completely straight Camera: Slow dramatic push at open, snappy cuts during candidate parade Film Style: 24fps, slight desaturation except for Satan's red suit which pops vividly Audio cue: Ominous choir intro → awkward office silence → rapid comedic percussion