Eleventh Grave in Moonlight

I studied him as he studied me. Something came out of that dimension. It looked like my husband. Smelled like him. Felt like him. But the being standing in a pool of billowing black smoke was not the man I married. He was a feral version of him. A beast.

This truly was Rey’azikeen. I was meeting him at last.

And then I realized the truth. I may have just made the biggest mistake of my entire existence. I may have unleashed hell on earth.