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In fact, I
never saw it or Tristan’s. For that matter, I didn’t
recognize where we flew through at all.
    The crash of metal on
metal resounded in my ears, and I suddenly realized we’d only
passed by the physical realm. We hadn’t actually entered it. We
were still in the Otherworld, now in that space surrounding Earth
where the battle between Angels and Demons carried on. The Angel
dipped and lifted, twisted and swerved through it, narrowly avoiding
Angels’ swords and Demons’ claws. My foot kicked a
Demon’s horn, and it chased after us, but at the moment its
black nails scratched down my calf, two Angels ambushed it and
carried it away. Finally, we passed through a blinding band of white
light and then into the foggy area where I’d been before. The
Angel deposited me at Mom’s and Rina’s feet, and I
collapsed in a heap.
    “Tristan!”
I cried as I pawed at the beautiful creature’s leg, trying to
latch back on. “We have to go back for him.”
    The Angel shook me off
and replied in a deep, smooth voice, “He has what he needs.
Souls that do not belong there must make the choice themselves. He
must decide where his faith lies.”
    My mouth fell open as I
stared up at him in disbelief for as long as he allowed me to before
he disappeared from sight. His words repeated what Tristan had told
me in Hell, but if they were true, why hadn’t he escaped yet? I
spun on Mom and Rina.
    “We have to save
him!” I deplored.
    When they opened their
mouths as if to respond, snakes tumbled out. Their eyes blackened,
and horns grew from their heads. I screamed until darkness consumed
me.
     
    * * *
     
    Monsters came at me
with enormous snake-like arms that wrapped around me, constricting my
lungs. I tried to fight them off, but the more I did, the more their
squeeze on me tightened. When I finally broke free, their faces
mutated to Mom’s and Rina’s, and I watched their bodies
fall to the ground as bullets punched a million holes into them,
spraying blood over the grass … which began to undulate, each
blade becoming a tentacle that tried to wrap itself around me.
    “No!” I
tried to scream as the visions cycled back to the start, but the
noise that came out sounded like a toad’s croak.
    “Alexis, it’s
us.” Mom’s voice carried over a great distance, and I
shook my head and squeezed my eyes closed because I couldn’t
stand to watch her die one more time. But even then, I saw it, the
memory playing on the backs of my lids. I’d never escape the
horrors of that night. “Alexis! Calm down!”
    Something sharp hit my
face. No, not sharp, but it left a sting. I lifted my hand to my
cheek and peeled opened my eyelids. Mom’s and Rina’s
faces hovered in front of me, looking as beautiful as ever. And their
wings …
    Winged beasts …
    Fiery monsters …
    “Alexis!”
    I blinked.
    Right. Not in Hell
anymore . Then I bolted upright from whatever I lay on. I have
to save Tristan. And Dorian! Is he still okay? Is he still with Noah?
I have to stop him! My mouth opened to say all of this, but my
voice failed me. My tongue felt too large for my mouth, as though it
had suddenly become a snake …
    Mom placed a hand on my
arm, but it wasn’t a hand. A claw, with red and orange marbled
skin and black, pointy tips. I jerked my arm away and stared at her
without seeing her. Satan’s face was before me instead. I
recoiled and blinked. Mom’s face returned. Her mouth moved as
she spoke, but all I heard were the desperate wails and howls of the
souls in Hell. They filled my ears, my mind, blocking everything else
out, the weight of them pressing on my mind, my heart, my soul.
    Vises tightened around
my arms, my body shook, and my neck whiplashed. Hell disappeared
again, and my gaze bounced around wildly finding nothing, although I
sensed Mom’s and Rina’s presence. I couldn’t face
them, though. I couldn’t watch their deaths for the millionth
time. No. Can’t see them like that again. I looked
everywhere but