The Lemniscates

7. Papa John, Sophie and André.

- Where are we going?

- To see a friend.

- You got a friend? You, John?

- Just one.

- It's here?

- Yes. The Judgment Bar.

- Weird name.

- At first it was The Irony. And to go to the end of the joke, André has written just below: "Owner: God." So, of course, at first everything went well. It was nice. Until the day God showed up

- Seriously? It is not without a degree ... of irony.

- And now, André is only the manager.

- It should not be easy to say no to God.

- Impossible I dare say. And regardless of political affiliation, believe me.

- Ha! Hey! How are you?

- Fine. And you?

- Sophie, I present you André. André, Sophie.

- What did you mean by political affiliation?

- Good, Evil. Pretty much the same. You want something?

- No thanks. We need your help.

- Of course. Thanks to you and your buddies, I'm almost a 100% informer. I could almost stop serving drinks. Oh, but no, I forgot it was free of charges!

- I know. Sorry. Look, we were in the desert yesterday.

- Juliette?

- Yes. She told us to go there. And an angel fell on us.

- How romantic!

- Shut up, André. Apparently, they have been attacked. A whole army has even been sent against some of their outposts.

- Slightly disproportionate. Did they repel the army?

- I think so. Anyway, they did send a messenger to warn us.

- So you do not know if the army did not suddenly evaporate in thin air?

- Oh, yes! This is what stronger armies tend to do. They disappear without a trace.

- Right. But I'm serious here. It happened like that in Hell. One fifth of the Accommodée was destroyed.

- What?

- The Accommodée?

- This is one of the greatest kingdoms in Hell. They torture and form all demons. Kind of an endless hazing.

- Must be nice.

- I know, right! And the army has disappeared like that? All at once?

- Yeah. We don't even know what the attackers look like. No survivors managed to agree.
- Maybe I'll be saying something stupid but what if we were next?