Pagan Shevchenko had told Jasoslav to not get in any trouble.

He had told her he wouldn't get in trouble.

Pagan wasn't expecting him to follow her.

She had trekked onward through the woods as night swirled around her.

Pagan couldn't feel the cold of the night, since she was undead and all.

Pagan stopped dead in her tracks. She knew she was being followed. "Who's there?" She asked into the night.

The response she got was a twig snapping underneath someones' tennis shoe.

Pagan swallowed. Then she took a moment to think and then questioned, "Jasoslav? Is that you?"

"No…" the voice responded.

Pagan sighed. "Really?" She paused before continuing. "Well, I already know it's you, you might as well come out from hiding."

Jasoslav sighed in defeat and then emerged from behind the tree line. He approached Pagan slowly. "How did you guess it was me?"

Pagan told him, "Who else would've have been? Nobody else would be that stupid to follow me."

Jasoslav slightly nodded in agreement. His gaze met Pagan's. "So, do I go with you then?"

Pagan sighed again. She was going a lot of that lately. "Yeah. I guess so."

"I get to meet Akuppi-Adad and go to the Paranormal Convention even though I'm human?" Jasoslav asked, with a puzzled look on his face.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Pagan said under her breath.

Jasoslav cocked his head to the side, confused. "What?" He questioned.

"Uh… nothing! Come on, Jasos. It's not too much farther." Pagan started forward with Jasoslav following.

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"We're here," Pagan told the boy.

"What? It's just a…" Jasoslav stared intensely downward. He gulped. "...chasm. There's nothing here." He looked back toward Pagan.

Pagan was grinning.

"Pagan, what are you gonna do?"

With a smile on her face, she said, "I hope you're not afraid of heights," before pushing Jasoslav off the ledge and into the chasm.

Plummeting fast, Jasoslav let out a startled scream as he heard, "Woohoo" from Pagan and only assumed that she had jumped in too.

Jasoslav then closed his eyes, preparing himself for the inevitable impact. But, strangely enough, that didn't happen. Instead, he heard a soft whooshing noise before the sounds of chatter.

Jasoslav opened his eyes and stood, seeing busseling streets in front of him. "Woah," he began, awe-struck. "Where are we?" He asked Pagan.

Pagan was smirking. "Aexiazan, the 13th off-shoot of Hell."

"Wait. We went to Hell? How?" Jasoslav asked.

"There's a portal only non-humans can pass through in that chasm," Pagan explained to him.

"Non-humans? So what am I? Ranavian like my mom?" Jasoslav asked.

"Honestly, I don't know," Pagan sighed. "Okay, you need to stay with me so your mother doesn't chew me a new asshole."

"What she doesn't know won't kill her. I can do what I want here," Jasoslav said.

"No. What Dasha doesn't know, she'll find out, and when she does, she'll have my head on a pike. I don't wanna get wacked. So, I suggest you should-" Pagan trailed off. Her eyes grew wide. Jasoslav was gone.