Whispering Fire

Maddie slipped in and out of darkness as she was pulled up the stairs by frantic hands. She couldn't feel both legs anymore, and her breathing was growing slower by the second. She could feel her grip on consciousness slipping.

She was going to die.

"Fucking fetch the Sword Sisters!" She heard a voice yell. It sounded like Jason, though she couldn't tell who was who anymore.

She struggled to keep her eyes open. She knew if she finally closed it, there was no coming back. She would go forever, amd no Sword Sister would be able to bring her back.

Behind her blurry vision, the starry night sky changed from bluish black to a pulsating, bright orange-red that reminded her of the fireplace in the Ravenwood's manor.

She giggled like a deranged woman. "I'm in hell."

There was more whispering, more indistinct voices, and then she was thrown rather unceremoniously on something soft and fluffy. Maddie giggled again and tried to turn to her side, but strong hands held her down.

"Are there clouds