Fire and brimstone is all around us. Buildings are totally destroyed. Locusts and flies cover the ground. People's screams can be heard from every corner of the city.
Hell has found its place on Earth.
I can't let it get to me. I can't let them win. Am I scared? Terrified. But fear is their best weapon.
Love is ours.
I glance at Raven and find my second wind. "Let's do this," I say.
She slaps her identification card against the censor, and the green acceptance light shines brightly. The doors open automatically. "One step ahead of you, God-boy."
The inside of the building is completely empty. Where there once was a large receptionist desk is now a pile of broken marble. Raven runs toward the elevator she escaped in on the day that we met.
Things are so much different now.
"I never thought I'd see this place so ruined," she says.
"Is this the revenge you wanted?" I ask.
"I'm not sure," she says. "I keep wondering if I did the right thing. I mean, I helped facilitate the largest crash the economy has ever seen. Am I no different from the rest of the CEO's that did the same so many years before?"
Loki spits onto the ground. "Honey, look around you. There are devils scouring the city. I don't think the economy matters anymore."
Raven is a good person. She just wants the world to be a better place. Maybe she can't feel it, but she's the most beautiful person I've ever met. I have to believe that everything we've done is for a reason.
As we walk, our boots crunch on broken glass. Papers are scattered everywhere, account reports that are now devoid of all meaning.
From above comes the sound of a man shouting.
"Jackson," Raven says. "He's still here."
"Why would that man choose to stay?" I ask.
She looks up as the elevator travels down. "There's no access to the lower levels without his identification card, so we might as well have a little chat."
Loki groans. "I don't know why I thought this was going to be easy."
The elevator dings, and Heimdall walks in, wielding his gun proudly. "Nothing is ever easy," he says.
Up the elevator, to the highest floor in all of the city, we run through the hallway until we come upon a massive wood door. The room itself is empty, and when we walk in I get the sense that this is a mistake.
"Where's the ID?" I ask.
Raven walks up to his desk and opens the top drawer. She holds and dangles a badge in the air, proudly. "Got it," she says.
"Okay, good. I think we should get out of here before he returns," I say.
But the sound of footsteps cuts through our conversation. It's more than one person.
"Shit," I curse. "Who else is here?"
Muffl
ed voices moving closer and closer to our position...
"We could just shoot them," Loki says.
"Too risky," Heimdall says. "For all we know, Lucifer is with him."