FifteenMichael O'Daly's Magic Lantern, a short while later
Trapped between the Devil on one side and a vampire on the other, how the f**k do I get myself into these situations? But this one is a first, have to admit that.
AS HE EMERGES FROM THE WASHROOM, Charlie notices that the lights have been dimmed, leaving only the guillotine brightly highlighted, the deadly blade glittering in the bright cold light of the fluorescent fitting overhead.
'My dear chap, you still look quite pale,' Tchort says with concern, coming over to Charlie, 'Come, sit down again over here,' placing a friendly arm about his shoulders. Lilith also sways over to him; slithers might be a better word, seeming to glide across the floor without apparent movement of her feet, almost reptilian the word which comes to Cha
