Episode 32

Whadh's POV

Just like a bad joke, my father's head was the first to meet that oil in a long metal drum. His growls and struggles grew when that sizzle visited my ear. Then almost immediately, I could faintly feel his muffled whimpers as his whole body sank in. My mouth hung open as I slowly came to a stop.

"What did I just see? What just happened here? No, that's not possible." Sinking into that muddy ground, the cracked muffles dropped down.

I was in strong denial of that big fact that my father had just been killed the worst way anyone could, right there in my face. "They are my first and the last connection with the humans." That was what I told myself while loosing my gaze on that blazing fire crackling deep in my heart.

"You let this happen?" Feeling a big hole in my heart, I looked heavenward. "Why? You should tell me if this isn't a dream."

"This is real, Whadh. And it's your turn to go back to hell!"

Seeing that smirking face in front of me, my insanity rushed in. Weakly getti