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Chantell grins and snatches the locket, continuing the opening and closing motion.
"All of the above." Grace says.
Chantell grins and snatches the locket, continuing the opening and closing motion.
"All of the above." Grace says.
Devi chuckles as the child snatches the necklace. “All yours, my dear.” She then looks at Grace. “From my understanding you were just transported here. We’re by chance in any danger when on earth?”
"I-yeah. I was about to get raped. Again." Grace looks down at Chantelle, smiling softly.
Devi frowns. “And…have that person happened to have any sort of…weapon?”
"A gun." Grace frowns. "Why is this important?"
Devi places a hand on her heart, frowning. “I…my dear…I’m sorry to inform you…but you’re dead. You and your daughter.”
"D-dead? No that's impossible. W-we can't be dead." Grace sits down and rubs her forehead. "We can't be dead." she whispers again.
Devi sighs. “I’m sorry. But there wouldn’t be much chance of an alive mortal to come here.”
"I-" Grace begins crying. "No. Maybe I'm dead, but Chantelle is not. She wasn't even with me. She was at school."
Devi seemed heartbroken at this. “Oh gods…” she mutters.
Grace pulls out her phone, seeing hundreds of new text messages. All of them saying relatively the same thing. A school shooter. Many kids still not found. Chantelle included. "No," Grace sobbed, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. "No!"
Devi sighs and gently places a hand on her shoulder, sending a wave of peace through her. “I know…but Gia decided that you two will be together.” She looks down at Chantelle.
"Chantelle still had a long live to live," Grace sobs.
Devi nods. “I know…trust me…I know. But there was nothing we could do. The mortals decided to do such a thing…”
"At least Chantelle and I are together." Grace looks at Chantelle, smiling slightly. "So, what is this place?"
Devi hums. “A sort of…haven. You two are good souls…so you two stay with me. I can bring you to my home…” she stands.
"So like, the afterlife? Greek and roman gods and all that?" Grace asks, standing and picking up Chantelle.
Devi nods, standing and towering over them. “Yes. Come now…” she offers her hand.
Grace grabs Chantelle's hand, then Devi's. "Where are we going?" she asks.
Devi smiles. “To my palace.” She guides them to a gigantic glass palace with a beautiful river and plants everywhere. The glass and light made stunning rainbows onto the water. “This is where you two will stay.”
"Here? Isn't this, like, yours? It looks so nice."
She chuckles. “It’s called paradise for a reason.” She looks down at her. “What is something you’ve wanted? All your life…”
"I don't know about me, but Chantelle has always wanted a pet. A bird. I think she wanted a blue-headed parrot."
Devi smiles and suddenly, a blue-headed parrot flies over to Chantelle and lands on her finger, chirping happily. Devi smiles and watches, silent.
Chantelle squeals and pulls the bird into a hug, kissing its head. "Thank you," Grace says. "Thank you very much."
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