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Lillith glided towards them.

    Her sharp horns bled; her black, soulless eyes agleam in the London fog. Her face was wasted with disease; her black, cloven feet stomped on the dirty, cobbled road.

     Her breasts bled from the humans she'd whipped, or taken to Hell, as she smiled.

    With her was Charon, the Boatman who travelled the nefarious River Styx, the entrance from the Otherworld to the Underworld, where killers, evil doers, and other mad men and mad women came to seek refuge after their crimes on Earth brought death by hanging by the Executioner's rope, for their crimes that were so shocking that their lives ended in brutal death, as The Warden, Executioner, and victims of their crimes watched on, as they watch on cold, black colored chairs, seeing the killers scream abuse, as their heads snapped and the rope dangled, and their legs kicked briefly-then stopped, or their brain fried from the electrical current seeping through their body, as their eyes bled and their intenstines fried from the inside...

       ...And death was instant...

       Charon wore a black hair, black waistcoat, black trousers, a black colored belt, black boot. He smiled at the couple, as he gripped the bloody pitchfork in its clawed, right hands.

        "Dark night eve" Charon said.

        "Who are you?" Richard asked.

         "Charon, the Boatman of Hell" Charon said, smiling.

         "And I'm Lillith, Succubus of Hell" Lillith said, "I drain men while they have sex. Of course, I also do more than that...I kill those who defy us", she said, threateningly.

         "I'm sure you will move on" Rebecca said.

         "We own London Rebecca. Not you!" Lillith said.

          And Rebecca shied away in fear.

          "What do you want?", Richard asked.

         "You'll be working for us. If you don't, you'll die", Lillith said.

          "Fine", Richard said, "I hope that if you do anything to hurt us, we'll send you both to Hell". Richard said.

           "Deal!", said Lillith, and she and Charon headed away from them in the London fog.

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