THE DEVIL.

_{WHY LEAVE SO SOON—? THE GAME WAS JUST BEGINNING; For the Jester before the Devil was always bound to receive a gracious welcoming into the PITS OF HELL itself. The tall, overwhelming man stood still, as though he was rigormortis itself, as he offered no sanctuary in the realm of death / decay / damnation.} 

_{— “Leaving so soon? Is that a twinge of fear I smell in the air? How cowardly, I have yet to do anything just yet—.”}

                          _{———❝ FUNNY HOW THAT WORKS — a survivor tend to be alive for a reason. ❞
he winces at the implication of intent ; the man before him must have felt he had every right to blood and bloodshed. slow as the drip of a venom laden wound, the man approached his stiffened ‘ friend ’ with a kind of put-on expression.}

      _{❝ is it cowardice or courage to live another day? ❞}