Lucifer walked into his media room—the one place where no framed “art” was hung on the walls—to enjoy tonight’s show. There were several large screens at one end of the room, with a large, ornate chair in the center, several projectors at the other end, and speakers positioned all around. The walls were covered in heavy drapes. This was where he came to relax and watch whatever he pleased.
He hoped tonight’s show would feature the capture of the fallen and the death of the human. After all, a dead fallen was worthless to him. No, he would strip him of his powers and then string him up on a wall to look at day in and day out. Having the fallen in his possession, he would drain him little by little. He was eager to once again experience the intensity that a false God blew into the angels. L
