Silence for a long time

Dana closed her eyes, drifting into a trance. She felt the door occasionally open, likely a guard checking on her, but nobody disturbed her.

For what felt like hours, she lay tied on the ground. She drifted into sleep, letting go of everything on her mind. There was a satisfaction in her - somehow, she just knew Amanda would escape and be safe.

She would come back for her, Amanda had said. She held on to that feeling, lying peacefully in her prison.

Suddenly, the calm atmosphere around her was interrupted by a lot of commotion.

The door to her cell slammed open, shortly followed by the blanket covering her being thrown aside. The rush of air made goosebumps appear on her skin. She opened her eyes.

It was the devil, his eyes burning with anger. He was positively radiating heat, his face full of a fury she had never seen before. Just being next to him was uncomfortable - she couldn't help but squirm.

His face widened in shock as he recognized the bound, gagged and naked woman in front of him. He screamed in rage "Where is she? This is not her! You fucking idiots!" He picked up a chair and threw it against the wall. The chair practically disintegrated, splinters of wood flying in all directions. Everyone in the room - the armed guards and Dana - winced. He was terribly powerful, and nobody could meet his eyes.

"Pick her up", he ordered a guard, who practically fell over herself in following his order. "I want her at the ritual location, NOW."

Dana felt a bag cover her face, as her body was picked up like a sack by multiple sets of hands.