Victory of the Succubus
‘She sure seems nice.’
Jacek pleasantly thought. Once more through that frozen archway, but this time Jacek was not as bothered. Something about his female companion seemed to have lead him to stop caring for such things.
“Well, Hell is sorted into many different sections. Right now, because of your actions, we appear to be in one of the lighter sections of hell, though i must say…”
And she smiled. Though she had blood red hair, horns, and a wicked tail, there was not a menacing thing about her. Her words just trailed off, Jacek could hear none of it. He was caught in her aura. He wanted her. He would do anything for her. The Doctor was leading him to that room. Words echoed in Jacek’s memory.
“Trust No one”
Jacek’s stupid smile seemed to fade, and concentration set in. Follow her? They were at the doors now. Their eyes locked. A burning sensation pierced his soul. Something more painful than he had ever felt before. It pulled him, forced through to the room. “Your mine now. Welcome hell.”
damn.