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Bella hit the ground hard. But it was not really ground, was it? Something beyond human understanding, it throbbed, reeked of pain, and burned, she burned. All around souls were screaming, not with voices and air, but with their very essence.
Indescribable towering horrors surrounded her with weapons of agony. This was Hell. Bella had sold her soul for ten years of justice. As she stood, she could not regret her decision, eternity was worth it.
One abomination with glowing red eyes sauntered forward. “Ms. Talbot will be coming with me.”
Bella closed her eyes and whispered her salvation, “Crowley.”