The prisoner

ChApTeR ThIrTeEn-The Hell part two

From the last chapter:

““I don’t….want tooh…dieh…” I said and I held his hand slowly. He also held mine then he said quietly.

“You won’t die…I promise I’ll do everything I can just to protect you from this horror Hell, you won’t die or either become like me. I won’t let this happen, trust me.” He said then he raised me again in his arms then he started to walk again into another room of the labyrinth. “

When Madness raised me in his arms I fell like a sharp pain flasher my body and my heart and I groaned of pain slowly. I looked at my feet: they were covered in blood and wounds and pieces of meat. In some wounds I could see my own bones. When Jase and those 4 men tortured me I thought I would die in that horror Hell but I chased myself. I don’t know why or how but Madness knew where Jase took me and came to help me. The Hell was too brutal even for him which was a demon. I couldn’t believe that he came there not to let me die or transform into a demon and he risked his life trying to win those levels of the labyrinth. And I made his mission more complicated: he had to carry me in his arms, to protect me, to save me. I’m surprised he hasn’t killed himself by now. He also said I’m not going to die…How can he be sure of it? Maybe I’m not going to die but I’m going to become a demon and take those tests again to escape from Hell…just like he did. And he couldn’t protect me in all those levels. They changed a little bit from when he was kept in here.

While we were walking on a huge corridor to the third door I was still carried in Madness’s arms.

“Why do…you came…agh…hereh….to saveh…meh…?” I asked Madness

“Because I didn’t want you to suffer what I suffered when I came here…” he said. “It’s just too horrible...”

“But how did you know I was here?” I asked him again.

“I felt you…” he said then he realized what he said so he quickly added: “I mean I feel when somebody enters into the Hell so I felt you...” he said then he stopped in front the third door. “Are you ready?” he said to me then he put me down, behind his body.

“Not at…all…I’m…scared…” I answered him then I took a deep painful breath and I said again: “Let’s…goh…”

He put a hand over his face then he opened the door. When he took his hand from his face he screamed in horror, staring at those 5 doors in front of us:

“No!” he screamed in horror. “This should be level 6 not 3! What The Hell happened?!” he said then he slapped his mouth. Suddenly the ceiling started to move down to the floor slowly.

“Get down under me, then stay there until I’ll tell you to move!” he shouted then raised his arms up to stop the ceiling.

I got down under his body and I started to scream in my mind: “No, no, no, no!”

“Hell, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that, I just got angry because of the levels!” he shouted at the Hell. “But we’re still going to solve them, I promise!” he shouted but nothing happened.

“It didn’t work!” I screamed at him.

“I know!” he shouted at me. “I’m afraid I need to say something else…” he said then he shouted at the Hell again: “Ok, Hell, here you go! I don’t want her to die, do you understand? If I’ll do something will you stop the ceiling and let us with our pain? If you stop the ceiling I will come again here and take the levels one by one again!” he shouted then he put his hand on his mouth, realizing what he did to save my life.

And the ceiling stopped. It stopped then it removed back to where it was at first. I stopped screaming and I hardly stood up.

“What did…you do?” I asked him.