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I wanted to leave this hell at any cost. But I could not leave Frederic in the middle of this evil maelstrom. I rushed at him and tried to lift him. Strangely, his inert body was much lighter than I thought. I heard behind me atrocious wet crunches followed by two powerful "PLOP". As if two big balloons had exploded. Imagining what had happened, I dared not look behind me. Henry was surely going to turn his attention back to me now ... I took Frederic on my shoulders still astonishing me with this light weight. It was then that I heard something that frightened me more. In the darkness of the room, I heard Henry whisper something. Something I felt subtly pernicious although I could not understand his words. The worst came from a second voice that answered him. This voice, which was definitely not human, engaged an unhealthy dialogue. A dialogue between Mephisto and Belzebut. Nailed on the spot by fear, only the monstrously distorted sound that followed forced me to return ...