The Devil Goes To Heaven

Revelations: The Finale

Once everyone has heard what I'm about to attempt, they all stop by my house to leave me something behind.

First is Delilah's dads, Don and Philip. They come knocking on my door with two warm hugs and their condolences.

"We think she'd like you to have this," Don says, holding up a familiar golden cross necklace.

"I thought this would be buried with her," I say, gingerly taking it out of his hands.

"We gave it to her for whenever she felt hopeless. Now we think it's fitting it goes to you."

"I—I thought I'd never see the shine of this necklace again. Can you help me put it on?"

I turn around and Philip helps attach the necklace around my neck. Once connected, it hangs down to my sternum, with just the head of it poking out from my shirt.

Now, I'll always have this piece of Delilah with me.

There's a knock at the door and Nick walks in with a piece of paper in his hand.

"You sure you want to do this kid?" He asks. I approach him, taking the piece of paper out of his hands.

"I don't want to do this," I tell him, "I need to."

I examine the piece of paper; it's a satellite picture of the roads to take to Crimson Mountain Regional Prison. The entire trip will take all day there and back to complete.

"Okay," I say to all of them, "I guess I'm off."

"Hold on a second there, hot shot!" Squid says, entering the room with a large rectangular box in hand.

"Squid—hey. I thought you weren't going to visit." I say to them.

"Well—you can't leave without your gift," Squid says, putting the box on a coffee table before me. They implore me to open it, and when I do, I'm starstruck. I don't know what to say.

"It's overstepping, isn't it?" Squid asks, "I can take it back."

I put my hand over it. "No," I say. "It's perfect. Where did you get something like this?"

"All of my drug money. I hope that doesn't get me arrested, Nick."

"I didn't hear a thing," Nick says.

I lift the gift out of the box and into the air, and the metal shines in the sunlight. It is a complete, metallic prosthetic arm with deep, detailed engravings.

"Can you help me put it on?" I ask Squid, and they waste no time helping me put on my new arm. When it's on, it's like I never lost it.

"I—I guess I'm off then," I say to all of them.

I get in my car and wave them all goodbye. I then start to drive across Colorado to Crimson Mountain Regional Prison.

I get in my car and wave them all goodbye from inside. I then start to drive across Colorado to Crimson Mountain Regional Prison.

As I grow closer to the prison my stomach begins to turn. Am I really doing this? Am I really going to confront Lucy like this?

Nick already set the meeting up so Lucy will be waiting for me when I arrive. But part of me is telling me to turn the car around and drive home. This is insane. She killed my girlfriend and I'm going to visit her? What's wrong with me? Only crazies and schizos would do something as insane as this.

The entire time I'm blaring Delilah's playlist in my speakers as I have this inner battle within. I feel my heart begin to get violent, all alone in a world filled with silence. Then I hear that voice again screaming 'End Her'. I can't take all this guilt I've been handed.