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The saying 'going to hell' really did get a whole new meaning when one was actually in hell. Both Buffy and myself found us ill prepared for the reality for hell. Any kind of hell. Though, it's not as if one can really prepare oneself for hell. Of...any kind. Not even personal hell's which we've both known back on earth.
But we had a good reason to be here. We needed to get the one ingredient missing to make a potion, an antidote that would save our friends. My family. And to be honest, I'd do anything for them. Even if that meant going to hell. Quite literally. Buffy had chosen to come along with me, and I am grateful for that. If not a little guilty feeling. She did, after all, have a family that needed her.
"A soda machine?" I blinked at her and bit the inside of my cheek. It wasn't really funny, but that remark was so Buffy like, that it made me smile. "No, I don't suppose we will. But I'm sure we'll run into...something." Sooner or later. Good or bad. Probably bad considering this his hell. Though, for a hell? It's awfully empty. We'd been walking for miles now, and didn't see anything but sand. It was hot as hell though. Another expression that was taking on a whole new meaning.
"What's that over there?" I squinted, using my hand to shield my eyes from the sun. Looks like...a forest, of some sort? It seemed miles away though. And god...or satan perhaps in this case, only knew what we'd find there. "I suppose we can check it out. I'm getting rather bored with the sand."
The saying 'going to hell' really did get a whole new meaning when one was actually in hell. Both Buffy and myself found us ill prepared for the reality for hell. Any kind of hell. Though, it's not as if one can really prepare oneself for hell. Of...any kind. Not even personal hell's which we've both known back on earth.
But we had a good reason to be here. We needed to get the one ingredient missing to make a potion, an antidote that would save our friends. My family. And to be honest, I'd do anything for them. Even if that meant going to hell. Quite literally. Buffy had chosen to come along with me, and I am grateful for that. If not a little guilty feeling. She did, after all, have a family that needed her.
"A soda machine?" I blinked at her and bit the inside of my cheek. It wasn't really funny, but that remark was so Buffy like, that it made me smile. "No, I don't suppose we will. But I'm sure we'll run into...something." Sooner or later. Good or bad. Probably bad considering this his hell. Though, for a hell? It's awfully empty. We'd been walking for miles now, and didn't see anything but sand. It was hot as hell though. Another expression that was taking on a whole new meaning.
"What's that over there?" I squinted, using my hand to shield my eyes from the sun. Looks like...a forest, of some sort? It seemed miles away though. And god...or satan perhaps in this case, only knew what we'd find there. "I suppose we can check it out. I'm getting rather bored with the sand."