CHAPTER FIFTEEN
My body hit cold concrete. Everything went silent as I closed my eyes.
Cheryl. Natkaal. Bo standing on the rocky cliff with no more bullets in the chamber. The giant mansion spider demon ready to leap over the chasm. Phantoms popping off in the sky and glittering like diamonds in their descent to land. Kyle twirling on the rope over me. And that malicious grin on Cheryl's face as she aimed the barrel of the gun directly at me.
I wasn't ready for death, but no one is. The air around me grew cold. A gentle hum filled the space around me and cradled me like a bassinet. Nearby, flames whooshed.
Then, voices in the clean air. The air…it rushed into my nostrils, damp, clean, mildewy, and familiar. There was no more sulfur.
"This is some weird stuff," a male voice said. "I ca
