An Archdemon's attempt

"What is Zach up to?" This singular, persistent inquiry reverberated through Dryzza's mind, lingering even after she crossed the threshold of her solitary abode.

Residing in solitude, her only companionship emanated from her faithful feline, Ginger. The day's encounters with Zachary had drained her both physically and mentally. As the revelations unfurled before her, she found herself incessantly questioning the very foundation of her beliefs.

"To hell with that demonic tragedy," she hissed, making herself comfortable on her bed. Ginger hopped onto her tummy, purring softly.

Gradually, she began to slip into the world of dreams, a realm seemingly intertwined with reality. In an instant, her eyes snapped open, and she was enveloped in darkness—no, everything was simply dimmed.

She looked around, and suddenly, it was as if she had been transported in front of a house.