Chapter 178

Like Harry Potter, I escaped facial carnage, though there was no magical train waiting on the other side.

Arms askew, I skittered to a stop on a slippery rock ledge, knocking pebbles into the waterfall that fell from above me. They immediately burned up, as things do when the waterfall is made of spitting and hissing orange-red corrosive lava. My eyes watered from the stench of brimstone and hate.

It was the Reichenbach Falls on a bad acid trip.

"You. Need. Therapy!" I yelled into the wind that whistled like a tortured scream. I tapped my foot, seeking any other way possible to keep moving forward and get to my stupid boyfriend. There wasn't one.

"Damage me and you are paying for very expensive reconstructive surgery and a fuckton of drugs." Edging forward, I peered over the edge. My foot slipped on a wet patch and with a screech, I hit the rock on one knee, my other leg dangling over the chasm. I grabbed an outcropping of rock to keep from falling backwards.