Ayrie began nodding off at Asran's bedside, still exhausted. She fought sleep, wanting to talk with him, but her tired body demanded rest. The nurse wheeled her back and helped her get into bed. This time there was no dream, only darkness as she slept. Peaceful, empty darkness.

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"Dammit Gerrick I told you..." Darrin said as the demons began trapping them. The one with the red eyes demanding they take Ayrie back home, Gerrick knew her from the stories, the ones they didn't tell Ayrie.

"Wrath." He said. "We will do as you bid, once she is well enough to travel back."