>You can feel your body feeling the taxings for the day.
>After yawning into your hand, you get up and Hellen followed you to your bedroom.
>You didn't need to snuggle under the covers, due to Hellen's warmth.
>With a sigh, you retire for the night, slipping into a dream.
<You saw yourself in an electric chair, a hooded figure had flipped the switch.
<The body you watched spasmed mercilessly, foaming at the mouth while one side of your cheek corroded.
<You turn away from the scene only to look out to a burning church.
<An ambulance pulls up, and out steps a stereotypical display of the devil.
<You look up, only to realize you're looking down at the witness of the end times.
<Children crawling through charred up wood piles as their eyes bleed, shouting up to you.
<Fires sprouted all over, as a mushroom cloud expands in the distance.
<Their skin was visibly boiling.
<"Save us please!"
<Before you can open your mouth, your arms were tied down to the arms of a wooden chair.
<A sponge squeezes out water above your head, as some sort of helmet was in place.
<Metal bars were raised, separating you from a scene of the end times.
<You see a crimson hand touch your left forearm.
<"They cannot be saved, do not make the mistake of pitying them."
<Laughter was his response.
<A switch flips.
<You feel a jolt course through your body starting at your head.
<Upon the first spasm, you sit up in your bed.
>Sitting up in your bed, you find Hellen resting a hand on your heart to calm you down.
>Another tight hug from Hellen eased your breathing.
>You lay back down, staring up at the ceiling wondering why such an intense nightmare even occurred.
>Hellen however, provided you with the right amount of distraction with her company, putting your mind at peace.
>You'll have to call Death and tell her about that dream.
"Could you grab my phone?"
>"Shit, should've warned you about that," Death says through the other end of the phone.
"What are you talking about?"
>"Hell Dolls are a little manipulative in the sense they want to give you all the love you require."
"I'm not sure I follow that line of logic."
>"It's to put more emphasis in feeling comforted."
>You lean out of out of your kitchen for a moment, checking to see if Hellen is around.
>Your best guess is she's just on the couch
"So the best way for her to soothe me is to spook me?"
"Anything else?" You say through your gritting teeth.
>"Don't plan on going anywhere after fucking a Hell Doll, they get clingy. Anyway, I gotta go, I've got another human to bring to The Void."
>The line goes dead.
>Blowing air through your nostrils can only feel a pang of frustration.
>So this is your life now.
>In the Void, living out of a strange apartment with weird light bending physics.
>And a sentient doll that'll give you hellish nightmares and provide companionship.
>You notice Hellen pokes her head up as you let out a sigh.
>You watch her walk to the kitchen to you, grabs your hand.
>Then places her other hand on her chest.
"You felt that?"
>She tugs your hand, leading you to the bedroom.
>You stand dumbfounded as you stand at the foot of your bed.
>She takes a moment to lock the door, you turn around ready to give her some ounce of protest.
"Look, Hellen, we need to ta-"
>She was already unbuckling your belt, you can tell she was somewhat giggling from her shoulders bouncing.
>The waist of your pants hit your ankles, and Hellen gave you a shove.
>Hellen tosses her black collared shirt by the nightstand and strips all the way down to her jet black stockings.
>You take a moment to look at her tattoos.
>Countless white vines running all over her skin, but you noticed one of her tattoos is a pumping heart.
>You the more you stare at her, the more the white heart gains a little color.
>Starting with a faint pink to a rose red, her tattoo still moving like it was an actual heart.
>If Hellen could smirk, she would.