Devil's Daughter

Ch 6

The next morning I woke up on concrete floor. Austin, Lance, Macy, and Charlie were all in the room.

I sat up freaked out, "Where are we?"

Austin hugged me, "They want us for some reason. Just relax everything is going to be okay."

Lance sighed, "I should be asleep beside Danielle right now, but no I'm stuck in a fucking dungeon."

A heavy voice replied, "It's not a dungeon." The voice belonged to a man that looked about thirty with a big build. The man had large burn marks on his face, neck, and arms.

Lance argued, "If it's not a damn dungeon, then what the hell is it?"

The man answered, "It's a testing room."

Walls appeared between us. Everyone was in a different room.

I looked at the brick ceiling, "What the hell?"

Macey yelled, "Lance quit arguing with the scary demon before it gets any worse."

The mans voice rang through the air, "It would have happened anyway, I just like making it dramatic."

Charlie asked, "Are we suppose to get out of here or something?"

The man said, "The only way out is to kill your biggest fear."

Lance yelled, "Bring it on, asshole!"

The man sounded pleased, "As you wish."

Macy yelled, "Lance, stop talking!"

There was a loud hissing scream from behind me.

Austin sounded worried, "What was that? Where did it come from?"

I answered, "It's in the room with me and I'm not turning around to see what it is right now."

Charlie screamed like a girl, "I have to kill a fucking army of zombie-dinosaurs."

I finally turned around. The noise came from a six foot spider. I gulped, "At least it's not a six foot spider that looks really pissed off.

Lance sounded care free, "That's gonna be a lot of fun for you guys... Oh shit." He faked a laugh, "I'll trade fears for the six foot spider."

Macy asked, "Karlee, how do you kill hell?"

I shrugged, "Pour water on it... I don't know. I'm just now learning about this stuff."

Charlie desperately begged, "Can we please get some kind of weapon to kill our fears?"

The spider began to form a web on the opposite side of the room.

The man answered, "You each get one weapon."

Lance said, "I would like a powerful pistol."

Macy sounded scared, "Austin, are you still alive?"

He stumbled to answer, "Yeah... I need a two hundred seventy shotgun."

I let go of the breath I was holding, "Thank god."

Macy asked, "What weapon can kill hell?"