Above.

Chapter 37 - Four Brothers.

The boys spent another hour and a half, burning away. At this point, nobody could breathe. Everyone hung and grip onto the picture tighter, trying their hardest to hold on. The boys were boiling hot. Literally and figuratively. Tears ran down Oscar's shut eyes as he placed his hands on the edge, preparing to let go.

"O-Oscar!" Victor stuttered as he glanced at him with his half opened eyes. "What a-are you d-doing?"

"I q-quit..." Oscar sniffed.

"No!" Trayvon barked as he gave him a furious look. "S-stay your ass....on this board!"

"We're b-b-burning to death anyway!" Oscar barked. "There's n......no point.....I'm burning, man.."

Victor locked onto Oscar's arm and continued to shake as he looked at him. He also locked arms with Benji as Benji locked arms with Trayvon.

"Wendell wouldn't......want us to give up..." Victor continued. "Just keep....keep hanging on. We're stronger t-than this....."

"Well well well, still hanging on are we? I must admit, this is a world record." The devil laughed. "I guess I'll be turning up the heat since you guys are a little chilly."

"No, you won't." Jesus said as he flew down onto a cloud, reflecting a bunch of light onto the caved area.

"Jesus? God's son?!" The devil snarled with an attitude. "I thought that they hung you and left you to rot on the cross YEARS ago?"

"And all of my sins have been washed away." Jesus said as he looked down at the boys. "I've came to rescue my boys."

"No!" The serpent shouted. "They're supposed to burn for eternity!"

"Not when I'm here." Jesus said, shaking his head as he held his hand out to them. "Come on, boys. You're finally safe."

Seeing Jesus after burning for almost 6 hours was more than a blessing.

When he rescued the boys, their skin was dark a bubbly. He laid their unconscious bodies on his cloud and made his way to heaven to wash away their injuries. When they arrived, he wiped away all of their pain and let them rest in his chapel. Hours after sleeping, Trayvon woke up and looked around him with his half opened eyes. He looked over at the corner of his rooms and seen that they were all asleep and in their own.

Wendell still wasn't there.

"I'm......I'm alive?" Trayvon mumbled to himself, thinking that he was still in hell.

"You are now, young one." Jesus said, looking at him. "You're back at home."

"I thought........I thought you sent us to hell?" Trayvon said as he jolted up and felt all over his skin. "Why didn't I burn to dea-"

"We back?!" Oscar shouted as he jolted up, feeling all over himself. "Shit! Oh my.......I'm not burnin' anymore?"

"No, you're not." Jesus said.

"Benji, Victor, Wendell, wake u-"

Oscar paused. As Victor and Benji woke up, he looked around for Wendell to see if he was there. He was gone. Oscar started breathing heavily after standing up, looking around for him. He was gone.

"Wendell!" Oscar said, glancing around. "Where's Wendell!?"

"Wendell is gone for eternity, boys." Jesus said in a serious tone. "Please circle around me. I want to talk."

The boys looked around one more time before giving up and circling around Jesus. They stood in front of him as he held onto their hands and gave them a serious look.