So this is the end... Spike thought. A smirk played on his lips. At least I'll go out with a bang. The amulet on his chest glowed brighter then ever, millions upon millions of uber vamps turned to dust, anything of the importance they once held going with them. The amulet's bright glow engulfed the blond haired vampire. He could feel the outer layer of his skin burning off. Spike screamed.
It's not the most pleasant experience. Burning alive. Having your skin and muscle burned off layer by layer to the bone.
That was Spike's last sensation before turning to dust. At least he thought he turned to dust... so why was he in a hi-class office? His eyes darted this way and that, trying to understand and take everything in... but then he saw him. Angel stood in front of the vampire, a bewildered look on his face, clutching a manila envelope. Damn it, Spike thought. I always knew I'd end up in hell.
