My ears were growing tired of the constant barrage of insults and hurtful things adult Jackson was spouting off.  He was succeeding though; my blood pressure was through the roof, and I knew that I was going to end up making some sort of irrational decision to shut his smart mouth.  My heart really hurt for Jennifer.  The things adult Jackson said about her may have seemed true and factual but that was not the truth at all, not one bit.  Now, the problem was that we needed to fight our way through a good number of demons before reinforcements arrived, as long as adult Jackson was not bluffing.  As long as Jennifer was still mentally stable after the mental attack, he launched on her and Sarah was ready to try some new things to try to get us out of this mess, we should be able to get through this problem with minimal losses. I said, “

We had not even been able to get into our formation before the first group of five demons turned the corner.  Even flustered and uncoordinated, those five demons stood no chance at all as Sarah and Jennifer were able to splatter their insides all over the brown, dirty walls of the passageway.  Demon heads and limbs were strewn about between us, and the remaining horde of demons being led by adult Jackson. Now that we were able to get into the formation that would allow me the opportunity to murder Sarah Macly as requested by Nurse Helen, it was time to push through the horde and get home.  It actually seemed like fate, the fact that the transparent demon shards did not work on Sarah, her destiny was to die in hell at my hands.  I did not particularly take pleasure in the fact that I was going to kil

Jennifer went up first, Jackson was soon after, I went last.  The last thing I heard was Sarah’s terrified screams as she realized what I had done and what her fate was now.  She was now trapped in hell, surrounded by hungry, angry demons.  I knew the girl had a mouth on her, but she was cussing me like a sailor, sticks and stones sweet Sarah, sticks and stones. My final vision of hell as I entered the gorgeous blue portal was adult Jackson, his fist balled and shaking in the air.  With a wicked smile on my face, I was able to flip him the good old double birds as I floated up into the portal to get home.  He did not find that funny or amusing at all, his face turned redder than any of the Lake of Fire demons’ faces had. Last Updated : 2021-07-12

Todd began the rescue conversation first with visions of Jennifer and I descending down the hell portal once again with a new arsenal of demon shards at our disposal.  We would have shards that could detect human heartbeats, regular breathing patterns, and shards that would make us move at double speed and a shard to decrease our need to breathe at all which would free up our human computer brains to run more complex programs.  It was all very fancy and wonderful sounding. Before I get to the rest of the group, I must say that there is no way in hell, no pun intended, that I was going back down that portal willingly, especially knowing that I was the one that caused Sarah to remain in hell to be devoured by demons or employed by them, who the hell knows?  Jennifer went along with Todd’s idea just to try to push some of the possible suspicion from my person.  She entertained him with questions of possible other shards that could do other miraculous things.

It was a brisk morning; the sun was trying to peak over the horizon as we made our way home to my house.  The dew on the grass in the pristine front yards around the neighborhood was glistening but warning us that our chance to get home undetected was coming to an end quickly.  I was not trying to deal with my parents this morning about being out all night, there was no explanation, nothing that would make sense to them and bring their grace to me for watching the sun rise. We turned the corner to the street my house was on. Remember last time, we had a demon possessed officer waiting for us.  I had to zap him to get us out of danger and that almost led to my parents catching me performing my special ability.  Things were getting too close for comfort; we had dodged so many bullets that one was bound to hit its target at some point. Just u