Foreach 039 - Never the End

The Bastard struggles to remove the fallen chandelier from himself. The little angel walks on past him, undeterred.

He fixes her a glare.

She walks toward the door, across the bridge, entranced.

A mass of hands rises up from the pit around the bridge, behind her.

The little angel looks behind her, urgency in her eyes.

She runs, the hands pursuing.

She sees the great golden door grack open just the slightest amount. A brilliant light peeks in from the other side.

She shrieks.

The hands unceremoniously toss the little angel into a corner.

She