Gone

Prologue

Good bye world, he thought. One way or another.

And he ripped the bracelet off, flinging it into the air. Now the demonkind were no longer anchored to this dimension. For a second there was no obvious reaction to this, but then, just as they were passing between the first of the lower sky scrapers, a revolving purple trapezoid opened in the sky and swallowed them as neatly as a kid catching a Cheerio in his mouth.

-The Lost Colony, Eoin Colfer