I’m not a believer. To me, there is no heaven and no hell; no devil and no god, only this, and us now. Yet, how my Victoire had ended up in a grave with incomprehensible burn marks crawling up her arms and legs was beyond me. I don’t remember how it happened. I must have blacked it out, but what I do remember is Victoire kicking and screaming against some unimaginable force that was clawing at her with its invisible claws.