Lincoln Woke up in a room made out marble. "This feels tacky." Lincoln said as the door opened.

"I know but i bought the place I didn't build." she said placing a tray in front of him with tea and cookies. She looked familiar somehow, but he couldn't put his finger on it because she hid her eyes, she wore pure white jeans and a red blouse with 'I fell from heaven' written on it. "If you're about to ask I'm not an angel, My name is liz and i already know your name Lincoln loud." Lincoln nodded and took a cup.

Lincoln drank from his cup. "Why are hiding your eyes?" a question he regretted in an instant. As she pulled her hair away, revealing a two empty eyes as lori would say literally. He gulped feeling his blood freeze "Wow and i thought i was weird" he tried to joke, The lady chuckled to his attempt lessen the intensity a bit.

The lady smiled. "It happens when you try to ask darkness to help you." Lincolns eyes widened. "Yes i made the same mistake as you, weird thing the beast only punishes those who want to make a deal with it." Lincoln nodded understanding where she was coming from. "I Tried escaping but now i no longer wish or want to." she sighed as she set the tea to the table.

"Why am I here?" Lincoln asked a bit confused. "I understand you're stuck here and I'm also stuck but what are you planning ?" The white haired woman grinned.

"I Want to train so you can get out and once we're done i will tell you why." Lincoln gave a suspicious look.

Lincoln questioned her. "You're not going to end up throwing me in the arena are you?" at which point she laughed out loud.

She jumped from her seat standing in front of Lincoln . "Ok time to learn fire magic." He was brought to the training room or a battle field? Because it had multiple craters and Lincoln was sure he saw a skeleton somewhere. "Ok now make a little fire in your hand." She pushed Lincoln down by his shoulders so he would sit down. "Ok now concentrate on something warm and welcoming or something that makes you angry." She pulled out a chair from a crater and sat down waiting for Lincoln.

Lincoln just sat the ground thinking about his family and it didn't work for a few hours. Sooner he thought about how he got in here and how idiotic he was to agree summoning a demon or hell or whatever liz called it! It was all his fault he had to ask lucy and now he was stuck in this nightmare and-" Lincoln!" He was thrown out of his thoughts and noticed that his body Had turned to dust agian. "How about a break?" He gulped and before standing up.

Lincoln was brought to a library full of books and a comic section which Lincoln took a few out of and noticed most of them were not the same as his usual comics even though most of them were the same issue; they had different colors or ace savvy wasn't the main character or his sisters were side characters which he remembers writing but not drawing at all, also being that this looked as if it was illustrated by professionals not by a 11 year old. Then he noticed that multiple novels were there aswell most of them listing the author as or which made him think of his mother and sisters.

He then walked to liz who was reading a copy of aunt Harriets book, putting her fingers over it sensing the letters with her touch. "Could I ask where did you get these books?" She looked at the young boy.

She thought for moment and said. "I bought them from a merchant who found it in the sand." Lincoln nodded but was hard for him to believe, but he was in hell so he didn't question it, but he still had to ask something else. "Why are your eyes missing?" this caused liz to look at lincoln?

his blood froze. "Because the darkness took them from me." Lincoln gulped his eyes widening "And he took something from you two."She grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest and which Lincolns eyes went wider then a dinner plate. "you don't feel it do you?" At this point he fainted. "There is always a price." she said taking Lincoln to a bed.

Authors note: Ok send me your theories and the next chapter will be less and more weird fun with that i mean love-crafting horror.