Madeline stared at Raphael’s face that started to melt slowly as if he was wearing a mask until now, and the melted skin turned to steam when it fell on him and on the ground before showing the person’s face. Her eyes widened and her mouth turned dry on seeing the woman who sat on the floor.
“How did you find out?” asked the woman with a smug smile on her face as her face continued to get back to its original shape and structure.
Beth gasped on seeing the woman who was none other than the person whom she had killed in the forest next to the deserted town. It was Jennine. She took a step backward. It was like the horror would never stop and it kept repeating over and over again like a never-ending nightmare.
“I wouldn’t have been able to see it before, but since I stepped into Hell, I can see a lot of things as if a new world has opened itself to my eyes,” replied Calhoun, stopping his feet a few steps away from the demoness.
“A pity that you caught me. I was hoping for no one to catch me, and,” Jennine looked at Beth, who looked utterly terrified. “I hoped I could be friends with Bethie again.”
“I-I thought I killed you. How are you alive?!” questioned Beth, standing one step behind Madeline. She could feel her hands starting to tingle as if the werewolf blood in her wanted to shift and change as a reflex to protect herself.
Jennine smiled, “My desire to live is too strong, and what you did was barely a scratch, Bethie,” she then huffed, “I thought you would be remorseful by now after seeing me dead in the living world. How could you do that to me?”
“Why do you keep coming back for me!” Beth wanted Jennine to stay away from her, Jennine was one person she was scared of and even after Raphael had died, there were some memories of Jennine that haunted her mind in her dreams.
“Because you said we would be friends for life and after death. It is rude of you to turn back and away from the promise you made with me,” said Jennine with a sad expression on her face. “And it is all because of her,” the demonesses eyes shifted to look at Madeline.
Madeline stared at Jennine, her brown eyes looking at the demoness. She remembered the girl who was in the coffin, whom she saw in her dream in Carnival’s village. Madeline remembered how conniving the girl was back then.
“You killed the boy with whom we once used to play,” said Madeline without breaking her gaze from the demoness. Every one stood in their places, while Jennine continued to sit on the ground without moving an inch. “You knew we were friends with the boy.”
Jennine clicked her tongue, “I knew about it after I befriended Bethie. I was never your friend, and I know you sensed it. You were so familiar as if I knew you, but I didn’t know why I couldn’t point my finger that you had killed me once in the past. We were once friends, but then you killed me.”
“You wanted to kill me first,” Madeline narrowed her eyes, “Not only me, but your people killed the family there.”
“You killed my people and me. It wasn’t I,” Jennine shook her head, blaming it back on Madeline, “You always come in the middle, why don’t you just die the way your grandparents tried to stuff you in the cheap coffin,” she laughed seeing a sliver of pain cross Madeline’s face.
Calhoun narrowed his eyes, and he asked, “Why do you keep insisting on following Elizabeth when she has no interest in being your friend?”
“Because we are very alike, we are supposed to be sisters, and not this one,” Jennine jerked her head towards Madeline. “This girl was not even there when I was friends with Bethie, and then one-day Bethie tells she has a sister. I mean from where? The tree?”
Beth gritted her teeth, “I don’t want to be your sister nor your friend! How many times do you want me to tell you that?” she glared at the demoness.
Jennine placed her hand on the cold ground’s surface and then pushed herself up to stand on her feet. “Just because you broke the promise, doesn’t mean I am going to break it. I might be a demoness, but so are you now. If not here, then maybe you will agree with your afterlife!”
Beth didn’t know what was afterlife after Hell!
Suddenly, the cell rooms doors opened themselves to allow the creatures who were in there to be free. Odin who saw this wondered if he should call his Master now, but then his Master was having a nap, and he didn’t want to disturb him.
Calhoun raised his hand and threw away the creatures back into the cell rooms, and Madeline sealed it one after another with spells so that they wouldn’t come after them. Odin made sure each of the gates were closed and wouldn’t be opened. Jennine, on the other hand, started to make her way near Beth with a wide smile on her face.
“You are crazy to think that I would be friends with you after trying to kill me and Madeline,” stated Beth as her hands transformed into werewolf claws. “What did you do to the boy? Jonathan.”
“I am surprised you still remember his name,” said Jennine, making her way towards Beth. “Dear Johnny was a tasty meal of mine. He tasted sweet and so rich for his age. I thought I must wait until he ripens, but then he liked to hang around you so much that I thought it was better to get rid of him. The only thing that stood in my way was your sister!”
Jennine came right at Beth, trying to get to her neck so that she could snap it, but Beth fought back, protecting herself by swinging her hands at the demoness.
“Why don’t you want to be my friend?! We were so good, but you changed! I changed for you!” screamed Jennine while pushing Beth to one side of the walls.
“Stop this madness! I have told you that I do not want to be friends with you!” Beth didn’t know how to make this demoness understand it.
Jennine, who had cornered Beth, was about to kill Beth, when everyone heard a loud snap, and the demoness froze midair.
