Theo

As he reached out to touch the blockage, he instantly felt his mind grow so fuzzy he almost lost the connection. A powerful, painful shock hit his hand, forcing him to drop them to his side once more. He pushed it with his power but found that it was just as impenetrable as before. Anger and desperation welled up, and he slammed his fist against the wall enduring the pain.

“Open! Damn it!” he shouted.

But the wall didn’t move.

A searing pain pierced through him that had nothing to do with the blockade and served to jerk him back to consciousness. A scream erupted from his throat, laced with an agony that would not be suppressed.

In fear, he forced his heavy-lidded eyes open to find himself in a dimly lit room that he recognized easily with horror. The torture room Lorimer had set up for the pain feasting demons was perfectly stocked with every imaginable device that could be used for devious delights to feed their ravenous hunger.

And these creatures were insatiable.