A featureless man stared into Chandra's eyes and proclaimed,"welcome to Hell."

Chandra didn't remember entering this bleak, grey room - she just found herself in it. How did I get here?

"Will this be a day trip or an extended stay?"

"Just the day." This is what I came here for, right?

"Good choice. You'll be needing this." The ominous man handed her a pistol. "There's one shot. Don't waste it." The weapon felt heavy in Chandra's hand, but she refused to tuck it away. If I put it in my pocket, it might go off and shoot me.

A set of large metal doors slid open in front of her to a void that was nothing but sandstorm and darkness. Good thing I brought these. She lowered the goggles that had been wrapped around her forehead and stepped through the door. When she saw they had disappeared behind her, she began to wonder the abyss.

An invisible voice echoed around her. "Chandra Nalaar." It was a familiar voice, but she tried to ignore it.

I figured Hell would be more crowded. Where is everyone?

"Chandra!"

She couldn't pinpoint where the voice was coming from, but she knew who it was. "I'm on vacation, but don't make me think I won't hunt you down."

Out of thin air, a figure appeared behind her. "No need."

Chandra was unfazed by the sudden presence and she turned around to meet it. There was no denying it now. Though the man wore a veil that covered most of his face, his bright blue eyes surrounded by the scars of a burnt man were easily recognizable. "Baral. They finally send you where you belong?"

Baral chortled. "You rebels were always so optimistic. How many died because of that I wonder. I can think of at least one. But no, I'm just sight seeing much like you are."

"Good." Chandra raised her lender gun to the Baral's face. " That means I get to kill you myself." She pulled the trigger but rather than a bullet, a steady red beam like an oversized laser pointer shot out of the gun and phased through him - leaving him unharmed. She froze in terror and let her gun fall.

"Just a child playing with a toy." Baral began raising his own identical weapon, but despite the perilous situation, Chandra was more fixated on the dissipation of the sand around them and the shadowy figure that was creeping behind Baral. It was possible he felt the presence behind him as he seemed stuck in place.

As it moved closer, Chandra was able to make it out. It was a woman. Pale with a purple and black dress that draped off her shoulders, matching gloves and an elegant fur cape. She was covered in strange markings and her eyes glowed red. Great. One of Hell's minions and I wasted my shot

The demon was now right behind Baral. She laid her hand on his shoulder and smiled at Chandra. In an instant, the three of them were teleported into a small room. Upon some inspection, Chandra realized they were in her childhood bedroom - complete with all it's trademark fixtures: The low ceiling, pinned magazine pages scattered throughout, and the poster of Ghirapur that took up an entire wall.

She didn't have time to reminisce though. Chandra had been plopped into old her bed, but the other two stood above her and before she knew it, the demon snapped Baral's neck and dropped him to the floor - smiling again at Chandra. It wasn't a warm or pleasant smile. It was one you would expect from a spawn of hell, but Chandra found it exciting. "You're welcome," whispered the demon.

There were mixed emotions at the sight of this - almost entirely positive ones - but confusion consumed Chandra more than anything. "How did we get here? Why did you do that?"

The demon got down on the bed with Chandra, forcing her to shift backwards so her back was pressed against the headboard. "Because I would do anything for you." She began crawling toward Chandra so that their faces were no more than a few inches apart; Chandra noticed she started to slide the extravagant dress off. "And I mean anything." This was when the demon gently pressed her lips upon Chandra's.

Chandra had become hot and dizzy - her heartbeat was louder than the voice of the demon in front of her or even the trains passing by. She began assisting with the removal of the dress while pulling her temptress' lips to her neck and just as she began to feel an intoxicating nibbling, a sudden rush of cold washed over her.

She awoke to find her mom hovering over her with the blankets she had just ripped off. "You left your phone in the bathroom. You're lucky I was here to wake you or you would sleep through the whole day."

Chandra curled up, covered her eyes and groaned, "okay, appreciate that, but what the fuck? The actual worst way to wake someone up?"

Pia was already leaving the room. "I don't have the time to be jabbing you five more times."

Once Pia had left, Chandra's dream washed over her. She felt tightness in her chest from the first part and the tension in her entire body over the other. She looked at the time and figured there wasn't enough of it to relieve said tension before class. Today is going to be a hard ass day to focus. That's for sure.