Welcome To Hell: Make Peace With Your Maker
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The above words were written across an old board, in something akin to blood, but smelled of something inhuman. It hung from a tree in the middle of nowhere, a short-lived survivor's last message. His bones now settled below the sign.The howl of the chimeras were the only sounds, as again the gigantic jaws of the portal opened. The beasts of the world watched as the pulsing, purple object in the sky floated there, a now normal occurrence in this world. Fairly soon, white flashes flew from the portal, at very quick speeds, soaring across the sky. To a human, it may seem as if a shooting star. To the creatures, it was easy lunch.

They watched as light after light flew through the skies, their mouths beginning to water at the thought of fresh food. Goblins giggled as their little green bodies shook with excitement; more humans, more mischief! Several other beasts revealed their excitement in roars of eagerness, as the streaks of light soon landed, dotted across the landscape. Most of the humans would die within the hour. The beasts were quick to act on the promise of free food and as they ran to their choice of dots.

One beast was about to join it's friends when it noticed several dots falling all in one spot. It smiled, black tar oozing from it's mouth. The beast scuttled along on all fours, quickly, towards the dots. The humans of this group were soon awoken by the sounds of the underworld-like place. The last thing they remember would be a bright white light and a ear-piercing shriek. It would not be uncommon for one or two to be amnesiac. A small lizard rested on Michael's face, and soon gave him a sharp and nasty bite on the nose, making a very small and adorable growling noise.