Drops people into fire dimension

He shoved me through the portal, and he screamed as he came with me.

On the other side was death.

Five hundred feet below us was a river of flowing lava; there was lava covering the surface in all directions, and people were screaming as they fell.

The heat was so intense that partway through their fall, their clothes caught on fire, and they started screaming. Worse, when they landed on the molten rock they didn’t sink. Instead they floated on the surface, the impact likely causing broken broken bones, and then their actual bodies caught fire. The fall itself killed many of them; falling from that distance was like getting hit by a car moving at 70 miles an hour. Those who weren’t so lucky screamed and screamed as their bodies were carried away by the movement of the rock, alive for a few seconds more until their body shut completely down and they died.

***

It was easy enough to let them push us toward the gate, and simply slip through a different portal a moment before we would have gone through. I made sure that I was in front of them, then I opened a second portal beneath them so that the guards would fall screaming into the pit of fire they’d been condemning the sick to, while those that tried to pull me in with them didn’t realize that I was holding myself free by wrapping tentacles around nearby tree trunks.

Most of them fell immediately, while a few of them managed to hold on desperately before I used tentacles to pry their fingers off my limbs, or simply turned my arms into tentacles that didn’t give the same kind of purchase.

At the same time, another me slipped across universes. I walked forward, and then I opened a portal, yanking the singer who was luring the people from across the city through the portal and closing it before she could scream.

***

Snapped

***

It was a matter of a moment to kill her, a portal opening beneath her and dropping her into a pit of fire.

***

There were people through a doorway up ahead. It was one of those heavy duty watertight doors.

The three men on the other side of the door were standing together and talking softly, presumably to keep from waking the children. They dropped through a portal, and there was a puff of hot air, but I managed to close the portal before the sound of their startled screams woke anyone.

***

Harvest