The way down. The damn tentacles shot out again. But now they had two more appendages and a monster’s head to boot. His mouth opened wide and millions of flies appeared, swarming around me, getting into my eyes and hair, ears and face. I waved them off, shook my head and tried to run away, and held on even tighter so as not to throw up, but the truth was that I was not fast enough. The insects were doing their job, and as I tried to push through the dense, living mass, I felt something thick and cold grab my ankle. When Rose screamed, I spun around, fighting off the tentacle, half afraid that I would lose it, and then I would recover my leg, and the other half of me didn’t care if I would lose my limb, just to free myself. But nothing worked. Panemyu was dragging me straight to hell.