Level 2 here. See? I'm not THAT bad. Besides, Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are a couple hotties I would love to hang with.
You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.
Oh and according to the clock I'll be making my departure in 2043. That would make me 71 and my daughter 42. 71 isn't too bad. That's approximately 37 more years. So I'm close to half way there. Level 2 here I come.