" you'd go to Hell!"
"Yeah, you wish " Sarah's retort was stifled by a sudden rumble.
"Oh, fuck," Karyn murmured. "Tell me I didn't "
The temperature inside the locker room began getting steadily warmer. To Karyn's surprise, she didn't feel much of the heat, nor did the other girls in the room. Sarah, on the other hand, was sweating bullets.
"What the hell " she gasped through putrid, stale and hot air. She struggled out of her soaked low-cut shirt and too-tight jeans, desperate to escape the extra warmth. She felt like she was trapped inside a blast furnace, and that ground shaking was driving her berserk!
"I, uh, think you did," Jon replied.
The tremor reached its climax, splitting the ground beneath Sarah open. She screamed as the floor gave way, and flailed her arms as she desperately reached for the jagged side. Flames belched from the slit-like hole, as the cheerleader dangled precariously by bleeding hands.
"Jesus, Karyn, do something!"
"I I what can I do? How do I stop this?"
Clawed paws, scaly tentacles, skeletal hands, reached up from the pit, drawing screams of burning agony from Sarah as they dug into her flesh. Two, then four, then a dozen pulled her down, even as she strained to hold on.
Eventually, the handhold curved in, stealing her grip. Karyn tried unsuccessfully to grab her arm. Sarah screamed as she plummeted into the fiery abyss.
No one heard her hit bottom before the hole closed once again.
