“Name, please?”
Valerie had landed on her feet this time. She and Michelle stood in a pure white room filled with alabaster desks. Behind each desk sat a child-sized person clothed in an ivory robe with tall silvery wings reaching above their shoulders past, she swallowed hard, golden halos. Not costume halos held up by little bits of metal at the back. No, these hovered perfectly still above the angel’s heads. And they glowed with a warm and softly pulsing golden light.
“You name, please?”
She hadn’t even noticed at first. On each desk sat a computer screen and a keyboard that was about as long as the angels were tall.
Michelle sat on one corner of the desk, “The Devil Incarnate.”
“Right.” The angel spoke as it typed, “Devil, human manifestation, one of.” Without looking up it contin
