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The last thing Tony wanted to do right then was run back into that inferno of a room but sometimes you just had to do things you didn't particularly want to. He pulled himself out of Bruce's arms, face a splotched mess, and bolted for the doors. "J-- Open outer and inner lab doors, Stark-0415." The doors hissed for him as they split open and reacting blindly, he found himself inside hell itself.

But he'd been there before, playing chess with the Queen Demon herself. He'd survived this once, why not again?

And if not-- Well, he'd had a pretty good life. His dad might not have cared much for him and he might have always had some alcohol issues but it was Alessa's turn to get to experience something good. Alessa's turn and Bruce's turn.

The heat was sweltering but Tony threw up his arms to protect his face and could almost feel the skin start to blacken on them. "Not today!" he yelled, unsure if this was all just more Silent Hill illusion or if it was real.

What did it matter at the moment?

"You don't get to have her back today! ALESSA!"