To make it worse, he was increasingly seeing things: he had seen a car vanish as he drove home to work; had seen a co-workers head disappear

The best way to describe it was a mini black hole with pixelated box-like edges that had appeared right in mid-air. Initially, its size was

“So tell me, comrades, when a person is raped, who is the victim?” Azazel said with a smile on his face

“I know this might be asking a bit too much, but can I see you, Mike?”

“I will be killing myself afterwards. My husband and I have no children and after the initial tears from society, everyone will move on...

“Brothers…” I turned back sharply to see Samael calmly walk into the room. Anytime he showed up, someone was about to die...