“I
will be right back in a second! Not sure what side it will be a second
will be on… But it will be a second!” A hole appeared in the wall and
without hesitatiion, Stephen lunged into it. Just as he said, he came
back through a portal on the ceiling and covered in BAMFs. “I did it! I
made a portal to Hell! I can do this!” He lunged his fists in the air
with a low laugh and a smile. “This will be easy!”“Jesus!” Carlos yelped, clinging onto the Bamf. “I – instantaneous! Was that supposed to happen?? Wha –”
The Bamf in his arms squee’d and started wriggling before suddenly poofing with a smell of brimstone out of Carlos’ hands and onto the pile covering Stephen.
The sorcerer laughed at the sheer joy that the bamfs were giving off. “Yes, yes it was. Time is fast in Hell. A few seconds here is that of minutes there. But I have harnessed the bloodstone magic! I can help Nightvale! And I can fight Azazel myself or whatever demon is behind this.” He started to pull the bamfs off him one by one. “I’m not sure how to stop the red demons, but can you tell your radio friend that I will get your problem fixed? And I will need some help especially finding out what the weakness of the enemy is? It would be much appreciated. Or you can science it! That would rule out a lot of things!”
“Uh… um – yeah, sure, I can science it – absolutely,” Carlos said. This was weird, but he was trying to catch up. “Alright, what do I need to do, do you think? Where would you like me to start? Oh – I should text Cecil before I forget.” He took out his phone and unlocked it to start typing out a message about the developments Strange just told him.
The Perfect Scientist 