𝐀𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝕃𝕠𝕜𝕚'𝕤 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖

Hades

Bitr scurries ahead, you follow him blindly, trusting he knows how to navigate through Hela's forever changing funhouse.

You make sure to keep up with his pace, knowing should you get separated from Bitr, you'd surely be lost, and vulnerable to the dark demons who want to suck your life essence.

After a short while of entering different doors, and walking through parts of the palace that was clearly restricted, you came to a large metal door.

Bitr urges you to open it, yet when you look at the handle you see steam rise from it. You cautiously hover your hand over the metal, feeling the extreme heat on your skin instantly.

You quickly pull your hand away, looking nervously  at Bitr. "I can't touch it! I can't even go near it, it'll burn my skin"

"You have to! I can't open it, only you can" he argues

"Why is it only I can open this door?" you ask confused.

"We don't have time to waste! I hear Hela coming, open it now!" Bitr yells impatient 

The urgency of his tone made you nervous, without thinking further you grip the handle and turn it, pushing the door open wide.

You yelp in pain, holding out your hands and seeing the first layer of skin burnt red raw.

The Humid heat wafts into your face as soon as the door opened. You look at the winding steps with trepidation, nervous to step through.

Bitr, without showing any concern for you, sprints forward, travelling down the spiral staircase fast.

You hear him yell out, urging you to follow him.

Your internal alarm bells suddenly rang, confusing your already crowded mind. Was it your fear telling you not to walk into the extreme heat, or was your gut instinct warning you not to trust the Imp?

You hesitate, wracking your mind, indecisive whether to stay or go.

"Hela's coming! you won't ever see Loki again!" you hear Bitr's voice echo out from down below.

You rush forward, almost tumbling down the stairs, feeling anxious and scared.

Your face immediately blushed a fiery red, the ferocious heat surrounded every part of you as you dashed down the winding steps, getting hotter and hotter the further you travelled.

"Bitr it's too hot, I can't go further" you mutter out with a parched mouth. Sweat streaming from all areas of your body, saturating your dress.

Your body slows as your mind becomes disoriented from the hellish humidity.

Bitr crawled towards your legs, looking up at you with pleading eyes.

"You have to! my master resides here, you need to go just a bit further below, we're so close! ...If you want to see Loki again you must take some pain"

You push on, hobbling lower towards the rising heat.

You imagine how sweltering it is near the pits, this tormenting experience reminding you never to venture near them.

Your giddy mind struggles not to pass out when you finally touch down onto a cobbled stone floor.

You steady yourself, suddenly feeling all your exposed skin sting from the scorching heat. You knew you couldn't stay down here long, any longer and you'll be cooked alive.

"Don't faint now! we're so close to the end! Just walk over the stones and open the gate!" Bitr says, pushing you with his hands, his nails poking into your skin.