Chapter3: Eating from the inside out

Part1: "He's not looking good!"

Angel's whole body had tensed on the bed... She could tell by how the muscles in his neck had popped up. His brow was furrowed and his face was contorted in some form of grimace... Whatever was happening he wasn't having fun... Sweat trickled down his forehead yet when she touched his forehead he was still as cold as ice...

Cordelia was getting more and more worried by the second... She frowned and spoke...

"Come on honey...What's going on in there? Give us a sign Angel...Please..."

Deciding to leave the room for two seconds Cordy walked out and looked down, over the railing to where Wesley was sitting and spoke "Wes, we got to do something... Fast...Whatever is happening with him...He's not looking good!"

Part 2: "The most exiting tour..."

Angel was still on his guard but he answered: "Yeah Ok...what is going on?"

Angelus smiled "That's more like it Soulboy..."

Angel was about to sit when Angelus stepped forward... "Don't bother, I'm gonna take you on a tour of my-jail cell..."

Angel stood up "What's the point? I've been all around in this little place... There is nothing but darkness and solitude...All of which you belong in!"

Angelus smiled a wicked grin "You have obviously been looking in all the wrong places...Follow me...You'll see that this 'little place' as you so blatantly put it, is not so 'little' at all...". Gesturing at Angel to follow him, Angelus turned and entered the wall, through which he had appeared and Angel followed.

On the other side of the wall was a different world...If the last place was where evil lived... This is where evil was born...The walls were dripping red with blood, dead bodies lying everywhere...Guts hanging out, ripped tongues, lacerated or missing bodies... There was a living room, the major theme being torture...Leather chairs dark tables, not forgetting the manacles, knives and other torture equipment...

Angel was repulsed, but he knew the place, he'd never actually been there but he knew the place...The setting was almost like poetry, dark twisted poetry...It had Angelus written all over it. It WAS Angelus...

"What are we doing here?" Angel questioned

Seeing the disgust in Angel's face Angelus smiled "Ow, Angel! Why? Don't you like it?" Angelus pretended to be hurt...

Angel had had just about enough shooting forward slightly he warned "Listen here, you Son-of-a-bitch-"

Angelus laughed "Hey... temper temper!" he mocked "I already explained the first rule: No killing..."

"Don't tempt me DEMON..." Angel warned

"Don't toot your horn 'CHAMPION'!" he retorted

Angel fumed but Angelus didn't give him a chance to answer instead he snapped his fingers and the bloodied walls became bloodied doors...One beside another, some on top of others...

"This is the part of the game you should worry about, you are here so I can prove to you that this is my body not yours. I'm also going to try to convince you to stay...Oh, and there is only one rule apart from the 'No-Killing-Me' rule...the rule is: HAVE FUN...I'm about to take you on the most exiting tour of your unlife..."

With that Angelus smiled...The smile looked so innocent, but Angle knew behind that smile all hell was impatiently waiting to jump at him like a hungry beast...He was not stupid...But whatever Angelus was up to... He could take it, and whatever happened he was sure Cordy, Wes, Fred and Gunn would get him out in time. They always manage to save his ass, when he wasn't saving theirs...