#interaction: jace

The water was cold, and he DRENCHED in it. His last memory was of dying, Elijah by his side. He was also in New Orleans, which this obviously wasn’t. More importantly, however, just how did he come back? Was it Hope? Or perhaps, he was dead. This was simply him awakening in HELL. Where was Elijah? If Elijah got into Heaven and he didn’t he would---... would not be surprised. Still, Hell was supposed to be full of raging fire, not freezing water. With a simple jump he could---except he couldn’t. The strength he was ever so used to was gone, the excellent hearing was ever so used to--his senses, everything that made him who he was... it was no longer there. 

But he did feel his heartbeat.

Not the fabricated one, the kind most vampires (or hybrids) used. No, this was a genuine true heartbeat and it was in his chest. In an instant, his index and pointer finger fit together and pressed onto his pulse. His STEADY pulse. He... he was alive. What the fu---