The cackle of laughter which resonated from inside the room sent a chilling tremor down to Ella’s spine. She shuddered involuntarily and slowed her steps to shamelessly eavesdrop. She had been pacing the door outside the ceremonial chamber for long minutes.
A gloomy silence followed the rictus, and it was all that she could take.
Like a fierce warrior, Ella barged into the room ready to once again act as Sam’s savior only to come to an abrupt halt. Her breath hitched at the daunting sight, her blood running cold. Parker was still sitting with his hands tied behind his back, but his eyes were glowing fiery red.
“What’s going on?” she asked in a flustered panic, looking from Sam’s grim face to the sinister depiction in the room.
“Hello Samael,” the voice of a stranger seemed to be comi
