Chapter 6: Operation Harvest.

Fiona's face went absolutely pale as she staggered back, slamming into a table. She positioned her hands on the table's surface to steady herself, only to realize that there was no blood, no hand, and no heart.

She blinked, feeling confused as her eyes darted to the bar counter, and there she found Aza'zel tending to the bottles.

Everything seemed the same, as though it was but an illusion. However, she could feel it down there—she could feel that she had been molested.

For some reason, she felt torn inside, not knowing whether or not she desired that illusion to manifest into reality. Suddenly, she realized that the grating laughter had stopped.

Fiona lifted her head only to be greeted by a chilling sight. Soulless and empty were the man's eyes as he went from sniffing his hand to blatantly chewing off his own fingers.