Chapter XLI: Fidelis Et Amor
Liz drifts into sleep, her eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion overtakes her. The darkness of her slumber soon gives way to a strange vision. She finds herself in Bennett's room, lying on his bed. The air is still, eerily silent.
"Bennett?" she calls softly, sitting up. But there is no answer.
She glances toward the window, and a shadow looms outside. Her heart pounds. The figure shifts, its form barely distinguishable against the night. She grabs a flashlight from Bennett's nightstand, switches it on, and directs it toward the window.
Her breath catches in her throat. A devil stands outside, its skin scorched, its eyes burning with an unnatural glow. Its lips curl into a sinister grin.
Liz stumbles back, gripping the flashlight tightly. Fear grips her, bu
