Chapter Twenty-Four

The door to purgatory was barely seen. Unless you were specifically looking for it, you'd probably miss it. Everyone had some form of reaction to seeing it, most people got a sickening feeling in the pits of their stomachs. Borislav was overwhelmed with guilt, that night flashing through his brain. He could the echoes of Camilla's screaming for her mother as she was thrown in there, the way they met thier eyes and he stared into them as the door shut.

Borislav and Kohl had the most visible and intense reactions to seeing that door.

"Set up camp now." Kohl ordered his eyes never wavering from the door, everyone's eyes were still glued to the door. They actually found it. There is was, the door to hell, physically in front of them. Suddenly the rumors, the stories, the myths and legends behind purgatory and this door were all real. All the creatures that may be hiding behind the door were more real than they had ever been, they'd only be more real, if they were in fact real.