Bat Out Of Hell

Escaped part one

Listen. The idea seemed as about as preposterous as you might expect. Escaping hell sounded about as easy as you might expect.
Only few actually have. They don't go unnoticed. There's a fat "WANTED" poster of whoever escaped. The way of escaping is even more complicated. Ever heard of somethin' called as an Ouija Board? Well for us, we get a portal. If there isn't that much religious symbols and stuff, ya had a chance of jumping in. But there's always guards though. They have a split amount of time between getting from hell to the real world. But today i planned on making it work
Heading around, I find my best friend Twitchy. Unlike me, he resembles a cat. He's an odd creature really. Red auburn fur and a clock in his right eye. I resemble your cliche demon. i got black hair and red horns and tail. Sure helps me hide...
Twitchy's an interesting character. Well he's a fucking spaz. He hates it here in hell, but if i tried to propose the idea of getting the fuck outta here, he'd act like this place was his home. There he is
"Yo Twitch!" I call out.
"D-Dante! Hello! What do you need?" He somehow manages to get out.
I pull him away from the rest into a secluded area. He's small so it was more like i dragged him from the scruff as he floated there helplessly.
"Alright Twitchy listen to me. I'm gonna bust outta this place." I point behind me, regarding Hell itself.
"Alright...? And why does this involve me?" He looks up at me cluelessly.
"Twitchy.... you're coming with me."
His pupil goes small in his left eye and the hands on the clock start moving recklessly, which happened when he was nervous.
"BUSTING OUT OF HERE? DANTE ARE YOU MAD?" He shouts but the screams of the damned block out from anyone knowing what he said.
"Course i am Twitchy, have you seen me? Alright now what we're gon-"
"Dante there is no way i'm doing this. It's idiotic!" But i think he was the only idiot here.
"Come on Twitchy don't you get it? Don't you hate this place? Come on. I know there's a way to get out" I pleaded with him
"You gotta listen to me Dante. This never works. And the few times it did, look." He points back to one of the missing posters. I only laugh.
"Yeah and what Twitchy," I squint my eyes to get a closer look at the posters, "They've been missing for-how many now?- oh 200 fucking years. We got nothing to worry about. Once you're successfully out of this place, ya got nothing to worry about! They can't come get you." I felt like my argument was strong.
Twitchy looks at me with uncertainty in his eye. He takes a long shaky breath.
"Alright Dante. I don't want you to do this alone"