There are many ways to enter Purgatory, but very few ways to leave.

To lie, to cheat, to steal.

To hold fear, or doubt, or anger in your heart at the moment of your death.

There are many things in Purgatory.

Thousands of lost souls that will never be found.

Demons searching for a deal.

For a pound of flesh, a bite to eat.

A way out.

“Are you sure?”

The Thief asked.

“It’s a one way ticket.”

Her mark, her prey nodded.

And together, they descended.

There are many ways to enter Purgatory.

But only one way to leave.