Chapter Fifteen
Hell
Everything was cold. My limbs were frozen to the side of the Lamp, I was motionless. The only thing I could see was Jafar; he looked demonic, for he was cloaked in fire, trying to free himself from the chains that held him against the wall. "I hope you're happy Iago" he yelled from across the room, "Because of you I'm stuck in these infernal chains!" I laughed, "Really?" I said, "So this is my fault? Well maybe you should've thought about that sooner when you took Genie up on the offer, you could've denied it if you wanted to. But no, you just had to become an even bigger asshole than you already were!"
Jafar shrugged me off, "This is your fault! You're the one who made the wish." I huffed, "Yeah, to stop you from killing people and being a crazy psychopath!" Jafar picked me up, breaking my frozen limbs in the process of freeing me. "You're a fool! Any Hell with you in is worse than Hell itself!" It was then that he threw me against the wall.
Seeing no other option, I limped my way to the exit, the Lamp's small hole. I was barely able to get myself through, but I made it. Sitting in the sand, unable to move, I sat next to Jafar's Lamp. I didn't dare rub it. After several hours, I managed to get myself to stand, and I headed for the one place that I knew I could go. I headed to my parent's house.