Chapter 30
I'm burning.
The sky bleeds red flames. The shadow man stands over me, his face half alight in the fire. His own shadow stands behind him, a tall ashy thing with snakes swimming about it.
I know this place. Trish told me about it once, when she was telling me about the orphanage.
This is hell.
"Clever, trying to crush her organs." The shadow man jabs my forehead. "You would've done better to incinerate yourself. But don't worry. All in good time."
A snake slithers around my boot. The shadow man and his shadow drag me into darkness. Not total darkness, though. Even hell has stars. But they're fading. Everything is fading, including the pain, and I'm holding on only by a thought:
Trish, Redfield, Claire. They got away.
I let go.