"This isn't your fight Jake." Mack said trying to prevent Jake from traveling to hell.
"What do you mean it's not my fight!? It's everyone's fight!" Jake screamed.
"Jake, one man can't stop the devil."
"I stopped the Devil's Hand by myself."
"That was different."
"I won't be alone anyways, Mikey and Dad will be there. I can bring them back."
"Fine...if you want to be an idiot and go into some portal to hell that probably doesn't even exist, go ahead." Mack said, sitting down and lighting a cigarette.
Jake grabbed as many guns as he could hold and got on his bike. He drove back to the graveyard with a lot of things on his mind. How the hell would he be able to do this? How did he expect to bring Mikey and his dad back to life? Was he really evil? He thought about that until he showed up at the portal.
It reeked of burning flesh and some kind of sulfur smell. It gave off and intense amount of heat, so Jake would have to hurry if he didn't want his flesh to melt off his bones. He cocked his shot gun and jumped into the portal.