"What's your pleasure?"
"Uh, I'd kinda like to have my flesh pulled off by meathooks on retractable chains."
"Well, you're in luck."
I think my title says it all. I understand that the Cenobites have a different idea of pleasure than pretty much any human, but has there ever been a someone who actually got something good from the box? Or does hell/leviathan/the cenobites just prey on people's general ignorance?
In the original source novel; The Hellbound Heart, the text offers a number of reasons why someone would complete the puzzle box:
Systematically, she began to feel her way over the sides, testing her hypothesis by pushing and pulling once more. The cracks offered her a general geography of the toy; without them she might have wandered the six sides forever. But the options were significantly reduced by the clues she'd found; there were only so many ways the box could be made to come apart.
After a time, her patience was rewarded. A click, and suddenly one of the compartments was sliding out from beside its lacquered neighbors. Within, there was beauty. Polished surfaces which scintillated like the finest mother-of-pearl, colored shadows seeming to move in the gloss.
And there was music too; a simple tune emerged from the box, played on a mechanism that she could not yet see. Enchanted, she delved further. Though one piece had been removed, the rest did not come readily. Each segment presented a fresh challenge to fingers and mind, the victories rewarded with a further filigree added to the tune.
and
"Oh yes. We know Frank."
"He solved the box too, am I right?"
"He wanted pleasure, until we gave it to him. Then he squirmed."
and
"You did it in ignorance," the visitor said. "Am I right?"
"Yes."
"It's happened before," came the reply. "But there's no help for it. No way to seal the Schism, until we take what's ours..."
