Megan's lungs were on fire. Each breath burned like she was inhaling high heat in a sauna with the heat turned all the way up. She choked out a cough, her cheek pressed against the restaurant's tile. Levx...the demon...everything came crashing back.

She crawled toward the door, pressing against it. Why would the damn thing open? It was supposed to be locked from the outside, not the inside.

"Megan!" Levx shouted her name.

At first, she recoiled then ...