It was easy to blend in.

A funny thing about the demons was that they all knew to look for Tondra, but none of them knew what she looked like. It was easy to blend in with her looks, and it was even easier to talk like one of them. Tondra barely even understood how hell worked, yet she was able to pretend to be a casual working demon there.

There was a lot of floors, so she didn't have to risk staying in one place for too long. She wasn't allowed on the top six floors, however, as it seemed that they were ranked for the more powerful demons. Through asking around, she was able to identify some things.

Zalgo wanted to catch Tondra, that was a given.

Zalgo was building a machine. She didn't know what it was for, or how he was doing it, but he was building a machine.

The demons had Splendor, Flowey, Smile Dog, and SeedEater on the 665th floor.

It wasn't much information, but it gave her enough of an understanding to get a grip on her situation. It helped that she was able to read runes, so she was able to perform tasks given to her. Tondra made sure not to stay in one place for too long, instead hopping from floor to floor in search of any good options. The top floors were closed off from anyone Zalgo hasn't given permission to, and he had direct control over the elevator.

"He can control it with his mind?" Tondra asked another demon, settling down a box of files.

"Not directly, but he implemented the walls with runes so he can use his magic to control it," The demon she was working with explained, "He only lets people related to him go to the top floors with the other high ranked demons."

"Oh, did he?" Tondra asked.

"Not his son and grandson though," The demon said, "Lord Zalgo's son, Sans, is trapped on floor 102. The grandson is on the run, so he's been removed fro those floors in case he tries to go get his other family."

Tondra remained silent, looking at a wall in thought. The other demon shrugged and continued to move files from the cart into the room.

"Oh my Lord Zalgo!" The demon suddenly said, dropping a file when they had moved behind a desk.

"What is it?" Tondra asked, walking over.

Behind the desk was a demons body, their face having been beaten in to the point where they were unrecognizable. Blunt force trama. The impacts looked frequent over the face, probably an attack out of desperation.

"The grandson must have been here!" The demon hissed, backing away before they turned and started walking towards Tondra. "We have to go report this. It looks to be a few hours old so if we-"

The poor demon never got to finish their sentence before Tondra was lunging.

She pulled out a swiss knife from her back pocket and drove it into their skin, wasting no time in stabbing them as she pushed the other against a desk. It took more force to tear through their demonic skin, but she still ended them nevertheless.

"Hey, hey, I cut through you like butter," Tondra said to the dead corpse laying against the desk.

She paused, looking down at the knife.

"F*ck! It's a swiss knife, not butter knife!" The brown haired girl threw the weapon down with an annoyed scowl. "I cut through you like swiss! Are you swiss because my swiss knife cut through you and- f*cking hell, I already lost the chance."

With that settled, she decided to simply grab the demons legs and tilt them upwards and back, pushing the limp corpse over the desk and letting them slump onto the other with a soft thud.

Well, that was out of the way.

Tondra reached for the demons waist, pulling away their gun before she straightened. Now she had two guns, nice.

"Thanks for the help, man," She said, patting their shoulder. "But I'm going to leave now."

Heavy footsteps walked away as Tondra licked away the blood on her hands, letting her teeth scrape against her shell like skin. Demon blood tasted weirder than human or monster blood. It bubbled on her tounge, almost boiling hot. Tondra liked organs, and wouldn't have minded trying some demons organs, but she had some places to be.

"Floor 102, right?" She asked the empty room, pushing open the door.

When she reached the elevator, she found a scene she didn't really like.

A wheelchair, one she recognized, abandoned.

There was no blood, no signs of fighting. Just a single lone wheelchair, Hewey's wheelchair, left alone without her brother in sight. He didn't even have his wheelchair? Tondra knew he could move around a bit, but... this would really screw him over.

Tondra pushed the wheelchair to the side, chewing on her lip with a tint of worry flashing through her once calm face. Hewey didn't look like a demon, and he didn't even have his wheelchair now. Did he have any weapons? Tondra has heard every demon was on the lookout for him now, how would he get away? He had no mode of transportation without his chair!

The girl watched as the floors slowly descended, keeping her grip on the wheelchair. If she could find him, she could give this back. But first, she had to go to see her Dad.

It was obvious to tell which door he was behind when she stepped out, pushing the wheelchair to the side outside of the elevator before she walked forward.

The door was being guarded by a demon, a brooding looking male with a large shotgun propped in his arms. He had noticed her approaching, turning with a grunt.

"The hell you doing here?" The demon grunted.

"You're needed on floor 582," Tondra said casually, "We found two bodies, and we believe the granddaughter, Tondra, is still on the floor and is armed. Lord Zalgo asked for me to go fetch you and for me to guard the door while you deal with Tondra."

"Why would he have me switch with you?" The demon asked, "Why wouldn't he just deal with her himself?"

"It's Lord Zalgo, he doesn't want to accidentally kill her, you know how he is with his family" Tondra spoke bluntly, crossing her arms. "Should I go tell him you won't listen to orders?"

"No, I'll go now."

Tondra would have simply killed him, but a gunshot would alert anyone that was nearby and on the floors nearby. The demon was too big to take on with her small body, Tondra wasn't going to beat him with fists.

"Lord Zalgo said she's small, so she's been hiding in smaller places. You'll have to look around thoroughly to find her," Tondra explained, "He said if you can't, she probably just left and you should return to your post."

When he finally disappeared behind the elevator doors, Tondra turned back to the door, peeling back the eye slot near the top of the door. And low and behold, there was her Dad, blinking back at her with his eye sockets.

"Hey Dad," Tondra said, "Are you doing alright?"

He moved his head a bit, as if he was talking, but no sound came out. She could see he was talking, but why couldn't she hear him?

She took a step back, glancing at the door. On the front was runes roughly scraped into the door, pieces of the wood still clinging to the inside. 'No words from within.

Seriously, muting runes?

Well, Tondra could understand. If she was captured, her kidnappers would probably have to mute her too, to maintain their sanity.

Instead, as Sans likely realized this too, he stretched out a hang through the slot. Tondra responded quickly, wrapping her own hand against her Fathers.

"I can't destroy the runes un unmute you, or else Zalgo know I was here," Tondra said quietly, "And I can't afford to blow my cover, I've only really managed to get this far with no one knowing what I look like. They have Hewey's face everywhere because he got away, and that was just a few hours ago. I'm sorry, but..."

Sans gave his daughter an encouraging squeeze with his hand, smiling gently. He understood, and if she could hear him, she would have heard Sans telling her to go find Hewey and to not break him out.

"I'm going to find Hewey," Tondra said, "I know he's in here somewhere, I'm going to go find him and free everyone else. I can't break you out, if it's sealing runes I don't see any."

Sans pointed to the door from the inside with his other hand.

"The door? Are they inside of the door and walls?"

He gave her a curt nod.

"I have nothing to break through it, though," Tondra grumbled, looking down at her clawed hands. "But what if I try..."

The girl attempted to ue her claws to rake through the door to find the runes, but a zap had her jerking back.

As she thought. The sealing runes probably had some physical repellents, so normal attacks wouldn't work. Her gun and claws were useless. It couldn't be blunt force, it would have to be something different.

"Have you tried your magic?"

Sans nodded again. So normal monster magic didn't work.

"I think the runes are demonic powered, like mine," Tondra said, "To break them, you'll have to either severe the link with some demonic power, or use more power to shut them down. If I can pull back enough from the door, I can-"

A sudden dinging of the elevator alerted her, making Tondra jerk her head. The number above was counting down, showing that someone was about to reach her floor.

"Just try to severe the link from inside, I have to go," Tondra said, "I love you, Dad. I'll try to get you out of there, I swear."

Sans retreated backwards, giving her a soft smile before he grabbed the slot and dragged it closed. Tondra had to finish dragging it closed from the outside, removing evidence that she was ever there.

With one last look at the door, she made her away down the hall, escaping from the ticking of the elevator as it reached her floor.