dead. She had watched him hang before they had sped out of the village. He wished he could send her a message.
Shutting his eyes again, he willed himself to dream. Maybe he could find her there and let her know he was coming.
Death would not stop him.
10
K at jerked awake when the vehicle braked to a dead stop. Or had something else woken her?
Thoughts of Hades, broken and bleeding, were still fresh in her mind. Had she been dreaming of him again?
Blinking, she tried to focus on the night. Her eyes were still sore and achy from the sun glare of the day before. She was surprised she could even see. The flesh on her arms and hands were another story altogether.
She could barely move them without her skin breaking open, blood and puss oozing out grotesquely. Her wrists were open sores. By the time her skin tried to knit back together, a shift in position or the pull on the chain just tore the skin all over again. Due to the pain shooting up her arms, she’d be surprised if she didn’t have an infection.
Finally her eyes adjusted, and she was able to make out a yellow glow coming from the front of the transport. Was it a fire or just the light from the headlamps on the vehicle?
Mustering enough energy to lift her head, Kat peered over the seat to see why they had stopped.
It wasn’t a fire or the headlamps of the transport that caused the illumination. It was something she’d never seen before, not even in the few small towns she’d been to.
Two tall metal posts with lanterns hanging from the tops flanked a high wooden gate. The lights weren’t lit by flame but by electricity. There were four large men with rifles standing guard at the gate, and there was a small sign that hung from the wood. Its letters were crooked, as though a child had written them. The words WELCOME TO INFERNO were painted on the gray metal sign.
Painted blood red.
Inferno City .
A sense of dread surged up her spine. Or was that the feeling of being so close to Baruch? If she paused for a moment and concentrated, she could feel his presence. She had an impression that he knew she had arrived and was anxiously waiting to see her. That thought made her shiver again.
Sar was out of the vehicle, talking with one of the guards. After a few minutes, they both turned and looked at her. She could just imagine what the little rodent was saying. “Look, behold, the great Hell Kat. I caught her.” Soon she hoped she’d get the chance to squish the life out of the little bastard.
With a curt nod, the guard took a distancing step away and motioned to the other guards on duty to open the gate. Sar slid back into the passenger’s seat and grinned maliciously at her.
“Welcome to your new home, pussycat. Baruch will be delighted to see you.”
Kat slunk down into the transport’s bed as they drove through the gates, too tired to waste her words with a clever retort. She was going to need all her strength, all the energy she could possibly muster, if she was going to survive long enough to have her revenge.
If she was going to die in Inferno, she’d make sure she took some of the assholes down with her.
Sar and Baruch were the highest on her list.
Sar would be easy. He was weak and easily manipulated. She would need all her energy for Baruch.
Already she could feel him digging in her mind, planting erotic images of their union, and brushing his energy against hers. The moment they entered the city, she could feel a slight caressing of her skin, as if fingers trailed up and down her body.
Shuddering, she tried to focus on something else besides the growing sense of lust. While they drove, Kat concentrated on the surroundings. Subconsciously mapping out buildings, places to hide, and escape routes.
Inferno was nothing she had expected. She’d heard about the great vibrant city. A place where the decadence, vigor, and violence of the past still thrived. All she witnessed was the same dirt, decay, and desolation of every other town she’d
Shutting his eyes again, he willed himself to dream. Maybe he could find her there and let her know he was coming.
Death would not stop him.
10
K at jerked awake when the vehicle braked to a dead stop. Or had something else woken her?
Thoughts of Hades, broken and bleeding, were still fresh in her mind. Had she been dreaming of him again?
Blinking, she tried to focus on the night. Her eyes were still sore and achy from the sun glare of the day before. She was surprised she could even see. The flesh on her arms and hands were another story altogether.
She could barely move them without her skin breaking open, blood and puss oozing out grotesquely. Her wrists were open sores. By the time her skin tried to knit back together, a shift in position or the pull on the chain just tore the skin all over again. Due to the pain shooting up her arms, she’d be surprised if she didn’t have an infection.
Finally her eyes adjusted, and she was able to make out a yellow glow coming from the front of the transport. Was it a fire or just the light from the headlamps on the vehicle?
Mustering enough energy to lift her head, Kat peered over the seat to see why they had stopped.
It wasn’t a fire or the headlamps of the transport that caused the illumination. It was something she’d never seen before, not even in the few small towns she’d been to.
Two tall metal posts with lanterns hanging from the tops flanked a high wooden gate. The lights weren’t lit by flame but by electricity. There were four large men with rifles standing guard at the gate, and there was a small sign that hung from the wood. Its letters were crooked, as though a child had written them. The words WELCOME TO INFERNO were painted on the gray metal sign.
Painted blood red.
Inferno City .
A sense of dread surged up her spine. Or was that the feeling of being so close to Baruch? If she paused for a moment and concentrated, she could feel his presence. She had an impression that he knew she had arrived and was anxiously waiting to see her. That thought made her shiver again.
Sar was out of the vehicle, talking with one of the guards. After a few minutes, they both turned and looked at her. She could just imagine what the little rodent was saying. “Look, behold, the great Hell Kat. I caught her.” Soon she hoped she’d get the chance to squish the life out of the little bastard.
With a curt nod, the guard took a distancing step away and motioned to the other guards on duty to open the gate. Sar slid back into the passenger’s seat and grinned maliciously at her.
“Welcome to your new home, pussycat. Baruch will be delighted to see you.”
Kat slunk down into the transport’s bed as they drove through the gates, too tired to waste her words with a clever retort. She was going to need all her strength, all the energy she could possibly muster, if she was going to survive long enough to have her revenge.
If she was going to die in Inferno, she’d make sure she took some of the assholes down with her.
Sar and Baruch were the highest on her list.
Sar would be easy. He was weak and easily manipulated. She would need all her energy for Baruch.
Already she could feel him digging in her mind, planting erotic images of their union, and brushing his energy against hers. The moment they entered the city, she could feel a slight caressing of her skin, as if fingers trailed up and down her body.
Shuddering, she tried to focus on something else besides the growing sense of lust. While they drove, Kat concentrated on the surroundings. Subconsciously mapping out buildings, places to hide, and escape routes.
Inferno was nothing she had expected. She’d heard about the great vibrant city. A place where the decadence, vigor, and violence of the past still thrived. All she witnessed was the same dirt, decay, and desolation of every other town she’d
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