The pit closed up after Libitina fell in. It didn't care about who it had claimed, just that another being was locked up. Hopefully for good.

"Thanks Davy," Michael breathed. "You really saved my ass."

"Um, Mike?" Davy sounded far away, much further than Michael expected him to be. "I didn't pull you out, man."

"Huh?"

Slowly, the smoke cleared from Michael's vision. He saw the curly hair first, framing his face like a halo. His skin, which was flawless and unbloodied. His lips, which were pink and warm.

Then finally, his eyes, which were wide and full of life.

"Micky," Michael whispered.