Greyson
Ever heard the saying Death on holiday? Probably not. It’s very specific to a certain language, but that’s how I feel right now. Literally and figuratively. Figuratively because I passed a mirror and I do look like s**t, and literally because I happened to take an involuntary vacation and now hell is calling upon me, and what I hear doesn’t look like it’s going to be anything good.
It doesn’t take more than a few seconds to reacclimatise myself to the environment, but as soon as I’m all caught up, I growl in frustration.
“That damn woman!”
I know what she did, I know who she killed and how close she came to dying again herself. Joseph too, who seems to be a permanent name on my list.
The demon Idrael, a nasty little fucker, decided that he is in charge while I’m out of comissi
