Marisol woke up surrounded by people.
"She's alive!!" One woman exclaimed and Marisol groaned in pain.
"Hey, take it easy" A man said kindly, Marisol looked up at him, he looked blurry.
"Where am I?" Marisol asked groggily and the man shook his head,
"You're in...hell" He said and Marisol's eyes snapped open.
"I'm what!?" She asked, sitting up quickly, ignoring the painful headrush she got and the woman shushed her softly,
"Shh...you aren't dead, you just fell down a portal"
Marisol stared at the woman and man. The man rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly,
"I'm Julian, this is Dru"
Their names were so...normal, it made Marisol relax ever so slightly but she whimpered a bit, looking around.
The buildings looked old. Almost like an old town in Europe though she knew these houses probably predated anything on Earth.
"We need to take you to the King" Dru said softly and Marisol felt nervous,
"The king?"
"Yea" Julian said, "Don't worry, he won't kill you or anything"
Marisol bit her lip but nodded. Julian and Dru helping her stand up and Marisol felt wobbly but she managed to walk beside them. Looking up where she could see the large and looming castle, she felt like she may have blacked out again.
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FantasyMarisol finds herself trapped in hell. She is brought before the king who assigns her a guard, the sin of Wrath. Marisol finds she doesn't quite want to leave.