[Final Day] Endgame

[arsgoetia]

And just as suddenly as everything had began, the demons are gone—all of them. Not a single crow feather remains. As if being sucked backwards out of a vacuum, sound and light flood into the room and the hallway, crashing down on you. You are back in the real world, with noise and physics and sunlight streaming in through the window.

You are also left with two bereft Bellcourt children, the older of which is suddenly doubling over in his wheelchair and shouting in anguish.

Comments

[arsgoetia]

[I hope so, too!]

[telepathetically]

[But try not to say hi by freaking me out next time.]

[arsgoetia]

[You're just lucky you didn't know me before . . .]

[telepathetically]

[Yeah... I'm a wuss, in case you haven't noticed.]

[arsgoetia]

[You're also really brave where it counts, though.]

[telepathetically]

[flushes, not that you can see it]

[I-I'm not, not really!]

[arsgoetia]

[He can probably feel it, though.]

[You went and yelled at a demon lord for me . . .]

[telepathetically]

[///!]

[...I did, didn't I...]

[arsgoetia]

[It was pretty cool.]

[telepathetically]

[Okay, maybe it was. A LITTLE.]