Between the 4th and 5th Dimensions (Just Beyond Time) "They found us," Haneul announced, barging into the living room, Tina and Minho on his heels. "What? How did that happen? We were so careful." Alice asked. LJ dropped the bag he was holding, "Wait. Are we talking angels or demons?" "That doesn't matter. We need to get moving, to go someplace else. Any ideas?" Haneul was fidgeting, something Tina hadn't seen him do before. It was nigged at her, making her more nervous, too. So she reached out and touched his shoulder in assurance. "We could try other interdimensional areas. Maybe a dream plane like the one that Theodora has," LJ suggested. "Do you know of one?" Veronica asked. LJ shrugged, "No." "Then why suggest it?" "Are we back to antagonizing me again?" LJ countered. "Come on, you guys. Not a good time." Alice chastised. "Why is it not a good time? Just because some lowly demons are coming for us? I can handle them no problem." Veronica said. "So, you know th

Manila, Philippines (July 2019)Tina was trapped and bound to a chair in her own living room. "Seriously. Again?" she murmured, more to herself than the demon who called himself Asmodeus. When Haneul told her who and what she was, she expected it to be hard, but the constant kidnapping was getting on her nerves. Asmodeus raised his eyebrows, studying Tina curiously. By the way he moved, he reminded her of Veronica. She guessed it made sense. They both ruled the Province of Lust back in Hell. The sensual way Asmodeus leaned into the wall, the calculating and hungry glint in his eyes as he looked at her, they both were the same. Coming from Veronica, a woman who was wearing the same face as hers, Tina felt uncomfortable enough. From Asmodeus, it was downright lecherous. "Christina. I would say it's nice to meet you, but that would be a lie," a voice appeared to her left and Tina gasped. The woman wearing her face was dressed in a pristine white chiffon dress that looked like it belong

The 5th Dimension (The Demonworld) A hand ran through Veronica's face and she surrendered to it. She couldn't remember the last time she was held like this, it almost felt like a dream. Maybe it was. Her consciousness must be in one of her dream planes because she was back with Geronimo. "Veronica. Hey, wake up." He said. But his voice was different. Veronica frowned. Something was wrong with her dream. Wait...dream? Why was she dreaming? Demons don't dream... Veronica jerked, opening her eyes. "Latte," she whispered at the face looking down at her. She sat up, feeling disoriented, "What--what happened? Where are we?" Veronica looked around her. They were in a cell. The Pocket. Was she back in The Pocket? She had gotten out, didn't she? No, it was so much worse than that. The Pocket's cells were pristine white and didn't have a particular smell. This one stank of sulfur and ichor of gold and blue-black ran on like a fountain on its walls and onto the floor. Veronica looked at

The 5th Dimension (The Demonworld)"That's very nice of the Travelers," Veronica whispered, suspicion dripping in her tone. LJ looked at her from his spot beside Theodora. Sweat glistened on his forehead as he retracted his healing hand from Theodora's mangled, unconscious form on the floor. "Won't you need your strength when we get out of here?" Veronica asked. "Yes." LJ said, wiping his forehead and coming toward Veronica, "But if we were to move quickly, we need Theodora to at least be able to walk. Now, we just need to wait for Nazrene to get back to us after securing Tina. Apparently, there's a limit to her secret access to the demonworld. " "If you say so," Veronica shrugged, "Never really expected her and...any of them, actually, to rescue us first." LJ frowned at Veronica, presumably confused at her sudden self-pity. She had been acting weird since they were dragged to Hell. More...vulnerable. But LJ knew better than to tell the demon that, lest hurt her pride.Veronica tr

The 5th Dimension (The Traveler Institute) They were all in the living room, called by Antoine in a meeting. The Chief Traveler came in, his demeanor bleak, and Nazrene was noticeably absent. Standing like soldiers near the walls were several travelers who had sworn under Antoine's leadership. "Is everything alright? Where's Nazrene?" It was Tina who spoke first. She had been able to constitute her third-dimensional form a while ago, and had been studiously ignoring Haneul, too. He frowned at her confusing behavior, wanting so bad to set her aside and ask her what was wrong. But she wouldn't give him the chance. "Yes, she's quite alright. Going into the Demonworld to save you all, the stress finally caught up to her. She's in her room, regaining her strength." Antoine replied, not bothering to hide the disapproval in his tone. Nazrene was precious to him, not only because she was the only one among them to travel to the Macroverse, but also because she was his dear niece. "So Ve