The Devil's Angel

Back To Hell

FINALE

Bill wakes up in his car, the sun piercing through the window and shining on his face
Bill: "What the hell am I doing here??" he mumbles
*He runs his hand through his hair and looks around, tired*
He had forgot everything
He felt a new sense of power though, perhaps he was at a higher rank

He notices the dry blood stain on his face
Bill: "Ew, the hell?..."
He touches it..

He wondered who he had sacrificed, he was proud of himself
Bill: "I better have been brutal.." he thinks
What method could he have possibly used to kill this "mystery person"?....

But that was the least of his worries right now, he had to get back to Hell
*He pulls out his phone*

He dials a number
Bill: "Dexter?... I need to get picked up, bring back me to Hell"
Dexter: "Fucking finally"
Dexter was a transporter.  That was his job.  He would drive demons to earth and back for the missions they would take.  Dexter was highly respected in Hell for his position.
Knowing that Dexter would drive by soon, Bill started to pack everything up...
He looks around, seeing a bag
Bill: "Guess this is mine?..."
He opens it, seeing a journal

Bill: "Hmm what did I write in here?"
He flips the pages, noticing pictures of girls (his victims)...
A heavy emotion fills the car, it was no surprise that a journal of dead girls would create a feeling like that.
This intrigued Bill.
Huh... interesting
"Ill show Dexter" he thinks, closing it.

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