Lilith stood before her old home and found it to be the gates of hell. She checked the surrounding buildings, and found, thankfully, no sign of a hanging. Everything appeared to be as she left it.

Appeared to be, being the keywords.

“Ethel,” Mary began. “Are you ready?”

“…No,” Lilith said, and placed one hand on the handle of her dirk. “But let’s get this over with anyway.”

The two headed inside, with Lilith opening the door ...