Chapter 50

"We're all dying to find out. Do you just enjoy the terror of the drop into hell? BECAUSE IF THAT'S THE CASE...HANG ON TIGHT. I'VE GOT A SURPRISE."

Alice walked around the bend in the track to see sparks flying. The wolf didn't let out a single sound but its body said everything it couldn't. It looked like it was having a seizure on the table as sparks of electricity flew off from the metal cone around its head. She walked over to it and stared down. She watched it grovel for a second more before she ruffly tore the wires off of its cone.

The electricity may have stopped flowing through it directly, but it still twitched and moved in agony. Alice ran her hand down the wolf's arm and felt it flinch. She began to unite its restraints slowly. As did she spoke to it.

"You want to free of this pain, don't you? I can grant that freedom. All you have to do is kill him."

She didn't know if it could hear her or not. She could have damaged it enough that its mind was so wrapped it couldn't understand the words coming out of her mouth. It might just be relying on basic instinct now. Resorting to the fight or flight reaction that is the most basic instinct to everyone. She wasn't gonna allow the wolf any chance of flight. She pulled off the restraints off completely. Not giving the creature a second to come to its senses, she pulled it up.

As soon as it was sitting up and pushed him off the table. Its body made a sickening screech as the metal in it scrapped the wooden floor. She grabbed its foot and pulled towards the edge of its legs dangling over the edge she pushed its back and forced it onto its feet. It was too soon it fell onto the ground with a heavy crash. She turned her attention away from him and to the lights behind her. She flicked the lights off and unscrewed the bulbs that couldn't be turned off as fast as possible. The sound of Henry's car squeaking while making the big turn in the chandelier room could be heard.

Pure darkness fell onto both them. She was somewhat worried after all the beast was surely stronger than her now. But that wouldn't matter soon. She could hear its breathing pick up and start to even out. The boards creaked from what surely was him regaining his strength and standing up. The doors were creaked as they opened and some light leaked into the darkness. She watched the barely made out the silhouette of Henry's car being grabbed by the monster. Then a horrified voice could only be heard.

"Boris! No, no...What has she done to you?!"

He didn't time to question her as the monster pushed his cart back. It used all of its new strength to pick up the car and with what looked like no effort it through him and the car across the room. Hearing the car hit the ground or wall, she let out a sickening laugh.

"HA HA HA, Meet the new and improved Boris! I took what I wanted, and in return, I gave it so much more. AND THIS TIME, THERE'S NO INK DEMON, NO ESCAPE. BORIS, TEAR HIM APART! LEAVE NOTHING!"

She listened to the beast's large steps travel across the floor as smaller quicker steps fled. He won't be getting away, not this time. There's was no demon to step in and drive her away. He'd be dead soon and she'd wrap up her business completely. Part of Alice wanted to watch Henry's ticket get punched for him, but time is of the essence. She turned around and felt around the wall for the light switch.

The lights flickered and were dim when she turned on. Overloading the electricity to shock a wolf back to life probably had something to do with that. She could still see with the limited light so she wasn't going to start complaining about it. She picked up the jar of Boris' parts and tucked it under her right arm. It was then she realized that the two plushes standing across on the other platform. She had completely forgotten about them.

"We should tell them to get their stuff."

"WHAT, WHY?"

"They might have something they want to bring with them."

"BRING WITH THEM? WHERE ARE THEY GOING?"

"They're coming with us remember?"

"UH, NOT REALLY."

"Well, they are. They need to get ready to leave too."

"DO WE REALLY HAVE TO?"

"You promised."

"...IF WE DON'T TAKE THEM YOU'RE NOT GONNA SHUT UP ABOUT IT ARE YOU?"

"I'll pester you about it till our throat is sore and after that, I'll pester you with thoughts."

"FINE."

"Good."

Alice let out a sigh that was a mix of triumph and annoyance somehow.

"Hey, guys!"

Alice Jr looked nervously and flinched when she spoke. Its eyes dashed around the room in a panic, clearly still unnerved from what happened to Boris. Army stood up straight with its arms still crossed. It wasn't the first time the plushy had been in the room when she operated on a patient and she was obviously handling it better than Alice Jr was. Crossing Alice's pool of the deceased also just made her a bit more put together.

"Listen up, If you guys want to leave this place with us you can. I'm not gonna force you to come along if you don't want too, okay."

The little angels looked at each other for a second, before Army nodded yes.

"Now, if you want to make tracks, you need to get anything you want to take with you. We won't be coming back."

Army nodded again and grabbed the squirmer angel by the arm. It squeaked in surprise as it pulled her along. She watches the leader drag the other over towards the right before stopping. The plush then pointed up and squeak in a demanding tone at Alice. It took her a second to figure out what it wanted. The plushy was pointing up at the hole in the ceiling that Alice Jr had fallen through.

It yelled at her again and pointed up at it again to emphasize the point. Alice stepped off her platform and walked over to them. She stepped over and got on that platform. She set the jar down then picked both of them up carefully to feel Alice Jr tense up in her arms. She ignored it and held them up as high as she could. Army was barely able to reach up and pull itself onto one of the ceiling boards. It then reached down a hand and helped pull Alice Jr up onto the board as well.

"We're running on a short time limit so be quick."

She received a huff in return and listen to the little patter of feet travel over the boards above her until all that she could hear of them was echos. Those soon faded away as well and gave way to nothing but the normal silence of groaning boards and drops of ink splattering. The silence was broken not even a second later with the sound of more boards being broken. It had been a while since she was alone or carrying a corpse. However, the later of the two would be happening soon.

She bent over and picked up the jar, she held it as she looked around the room. Soon she was gonna have to get her hands dirty, well stain them even more. There were two ways this could go. Boris would kill Henry and then leave the main room. No matter if the monster went down the other track or towards her, all she would have to do is hide and wait for it to leave. When it was gone she would go and raid Henry's body for anything he had on him. Hopefully, that would some money or car keys for when she got out of there.

Then there was the other way wouldn't be as pleasant. Boris could always not leave the room or decide to target her. If it came down to it, she'd need to have something to defend herself. It's heavy footsteps as it charged were followed by more sounds of destruction in the room over. Boris was strong now, stronger than it ever was or ever hoped to be. If that dog ever had hope.

So, now she would have to find to find herself something to protect herself with. It had to be something hard to cause damage, but light enough for her swing around fast and forcefully. She knew that the beast wasn't very stable. The quick ripping and molding of its ink weren't enough. She hadn't grabbed her precious ink tool and even if she had she didn't even have thick ink to "glue" him back together. A few hard and well-placed hits and the giant would fall. Then she'd just raid Henry's body like she would do in the first situation and go on her merry way.

Suddenly a low heavy sound reached her ears. The large pounding feet of Boris could no longer be heard. It was quiet too quiet. Alice slowly set her jar down and quietly stepped off the platform. She crept as quiet as a shadow across the ground and like one she blended in with the darkness. Her eye winded at the sight in front of her. There stood Henry and a foot or two away from him was the Boris. The wolf was lifeless and still on the ground. She felt numb as she watched Henry start to walk towards the wolf. Then she felt it. Pure Anger.

"No! No, No, NO! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST EVER DIE?!"

This ISN'T FAIR! HE SHOULD'VE DIED! HE SHOULDN'T HAVE WON! HE SHOULDN'T BE ABLE TO WALK AWAY! Why! Why can't he just stop? Why can't anyone stop him? What makes him so special? IT'S ALL HIS FAULT. HE MADE THE INK DEMON. HE DID THIS TO US! He made the devil a reality. Why is he the only one uncorrupted from this hell? BECAUSE HE'S GOSH DANG HENRY! Still, this isn't fair! Why should we have to take the rap for his crimes? WE'RE NOT GONNA, NOT ANYMORE THAT IS.

As Henry stood over Boris' body, she quietly pushed open the door. She watched him watch the wolf fall apart and fade away. Any bit of logical thinking was gone. All there that was left was pure uncontrolled anger. It's time for Henry TO CROAK! She charged towards in him a blind rage thinking of doing only one thing. Digging her hands into him and ripping him to apart just like she had done with his precious dog. She charged at him.

If she hadn't lost her mind she might have noticed it.

She let out a preceding scream.

Her yells of anger prevented her from hearing the very sound she should've heard before.

She swung her arms out and around herself like a crazy animal grasping for its prey.

To one the certain creaks and groans around her would've just been the normal deal.

She was halfway across the room. His eyes widened as he turned to look at her. He looked shocked.

But to someone such as Alice who been trapped there, she would've been able to distinguish the difference between the regular groans of boards, and-

She could see the whites of eyes and fear reflect back at her. She was so close. Just a few more steps and the nightmare would be over.

-the creaks and groans of footsteps across the floor.

It was over. She knew it right then and there. She stopped charging, stop screaming and stood still. She stopped thinking. It felt like nothing for a second thanks to the adrenaline in her, but that quickly wore its effect out. It was hot and boiling. Burning her body up from the inside out. She just let her mouth fall open as she looked down. Down at the sword sticking through her chest.

Author's Note- The next chapter will be the final chapter of An Angel's Descent. Everything will be wrapped up and done.

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