Lock equips her scythe as she helps Madelyn break free from the Saints. Cole kicks a Saint with great force in the chest as their ribs crack. Lock slashes at a saint as she tries to get to Cole and Michael. Cole puts a leg behind him as he spring boards off that leg, landing behind the Saints that were attacking him, and draws his combat knife.

"We need to get Mike out of here," Lock says.

"Yeah, that's a good idea Lock, I'll get Mike while you hold them off." Cole charges at the saint in front of him and stabs them in the throat.

"I cant kill any of them are you crazy?!?!"

"I said hold them off, not kill," Cole crouches next to Michael and picks him up. Michael is shaking and crying. "Oh shush it doesn't hurt that bad, Mike," Cole heals Michael and springs off his back leg again and lands next to Lock, "So where we taking him?"

"Uhhhh.. Those doors," Lock points at a pair of double doors blocked by a group of Saints, "That should go to the hall and be a straight shot out of here!"

"Got it, you can handle yourself right?" Cole starts to run towards the doors.

"NO IM COMING WITH!!!" Lock follows behind. Cole slides, throwing Michael in the air! Michal starts to levitate there due to Cole's powers. Cole draws his revolver and he fires at the heads of the Saints that block their path. Lock screeches to a halt as shes unsure whats happening as Michael panics in the air. Cole stands and holsters his revolver and Michael drops back into Cole's arms as he keeps running.

"Don't question that too hard, we have to keep moving," Cole says. Cole kicks the doors open as they snap off the hinges. They run into a long exterior hall lined with high ceilings, tall windows on one side, and a checkered marble floor. They run through the hall as Cole looks around and holds back tears. They can see the doors to the exit ahead, but can hear Saints flooding out of the doors behind them. Cole manages to keep the tears away as they almost reach the doors. Suddenly, the exit doors flicker out of sight as it continues into an endless void. All of them slow to a stop at the sight, even the Saints.

"Uhhh,,,"

"Oh god damn it, this better not be a god damn Jack moment," Cole mutters. Drifting out of the darkness through the air is Jack!

"Lmao, Jack moment it is," he chuckles. He drifts into the light as they can see him clearly now, the familiar long sloppy smile of human teeth that stretch back into wispy ears. The rest of him resembles the shape of a snake-like dragon but foul. Arms hang off all over him and his fur is matted and scraggly.

"Of fucking course, of course you show up at the worst fucking times" Cole stares at Jack, his eyes glowing a slight purple.

"My timing couldnt have been better! Locky over here has even set up all the moths for me! Makes it alot easier!" Jack pauses as he sees some Saints trying to run, "How about we burn these bitches in their own home, yeah?"

"Only if you give me my flamethrower," Cole smiles.

"I'm not igniting the moths," Lock growls.

"I didn't ask," Jack chuckles grimly.

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