"Burn in Hell"

“How I broke out...?”

''Of your cell.'' Adrid said impatiently.

They continued to speak in the cell on his right. Something about obsidian?

“Yeah, yeah, I get it, you’re over there,” he yelled, somewhat quieter, “But how did you get out?”

“I don’t understand either,” Kara said.

Adrid gave the bars an experimental push, and the door swung open freely. She stood back quickly, as if she expected the door to trigger something, but nothing happened. She waited for a few seconds, to make sure of it, then walked through the door.

'It's not locked.' she said cautiously.

Sawyer jumped up.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked, walking to the cell door. He stared at it curiously, then gave it a little push. Sawyer watched in awe as the door opened.

"Well, I guess that scratches prison, unless I'm just really lucky," he said, stepping through the cell door.

“I think that it’s worse,” Kara said.

Sawyer examined the little girl who had spoke. She actually wasn’t that little, probably a younger teenager at least, but he was still taller than her. She had short red hair, and pale skin. She kind of reminded him of a fox.

“And what could possibly be worse than prison, kid?” He said, his patience beginning to wear thin.

''Either this is the worst prison ever constructed, or these doors were left unlocked for a reason. I don't leave that sort of thing to chance.''

Adrid looked at the boy. He was older than the other kid. Good. Hopefully, they'd be able to watch out for each other when her back was turned.

''There's something out there, and I hope to find it and learn something before it notices we're out. I'm scouting ahead.''

Adrid began to walk down the corridor.

"I-I don't think you want to do that," Kara said. "I think that we might be in hell." She fearfully recounts all that she could remember about the demon. Which was barely anything.

Adrid's eyes widened at the recount, and then narrowed again. Hell. Impossible.

But there was that missing chest wound, wasn't there? Her chestplate had been broken. She could still feel the dry flakes of blood crust on her skin. She knew that she must have died.

But hell? That didn't feel right. Not at all.

She stood silent, and tried to make sense of this. Then she noticed her hand was over her chest. She put it down.

"I... I don't think..."

Adrid didn't want to think about this anymore. She shook her head.

''Hell or not, you don't want to just wait for whatever's out there to come to us, do you?''

“Hell no.”

Spoiler

Sorry I've been mia, I'm back now. Super sorry!

Sawyer watched the two strangers with growing interest. Hell, huh he thought, well, it was only a matter of time. He crossed his arms. Tall-dark-and-spooky in full armor stood halfway down the corridor. Raggedy Anne hung behind, a worried look on her face.

"Alright then," he began, "What's your plan, Tin-man?" He looked at the woman.