Rosalia’s POV:
“Rosa?” Ash’s weak voice sounds near me but I can’t exactly work out where from. “Rose? That you?” Finally, I locate the sound coming out of the east wall farthest away from me. “Rose?”
“Hey Ash,” I call back, my voice sounding horrifically weak and shaky. “How’d you end up in this unidentifiable level of hell? Kill some poor defenseless animal? Torture a lost soul? Steal candy from a little kid?” My low giggles bounce off the walls and I hear his responsive curse which makes me laugh harder. “No, I’m serious. What did you do to end up here Ash?”
I hear movement and a loud thud on his side of the wall before he speaks again. “Clever one Rosalie,” I hiss at the name he calls me and I hear his low laughter. “But the truth is that I went out for that walk I’d mentioned to yo
