I growled to quiet him down and nodded to the guards at the prison. When they opened the doors, Trevon struggled even more. The stench of feces rolled out of the building in waves. I scrunched my nose and stepped into the room, gazing at the hundreds of glowing colored eyes on me in the darkness.
Someone turned on the bright lights, the shuddering sound echoing through the large concrete room. Demons cowered back in their cages, shielding their eyes with their talons. I took a deep breath, visions of last time I was here haunting me.
Stacks of cages lined the walls and created narrow walkways around the room. I pushed Trevon toward the back and ignored all the vile questions like “Back again?” or “Decided you wanted another taste of Hell?”
“Back again?” “Decided you wanted another tast
