Chapter 101

When Cyrus opened his eyes, he was sitting on a bench overlooking the ocean from a cliff. The smell of salt in the air reminded him of Italy, and he turned to see that he wasn’t alone.

It was Lily, the succubus. The unrepentant heathen was dressed as a nun, and she had her hands together as if in prayer. She opened one eye and winked at him, then opened her hands to reveal that she wasn’t praying. In fact, she was eating a hot dog, and she made a point to shove the whole thing in her mouth in one bite, squirting mayonnaise and mustard all over her habit.

“Disgusting trollop,” he said, then put a hand against his head. He felt pressure just behind his eyes, and he thought he might be sick.

“That would be the concussion,” she told him, then held up a plate with another hot dog on it. “Hungry?”

“What are you doing here? Where are we?”

“Oh, I think you know.” She smirked and gave the hot dog a poke. It wiggled like a snake, and then a pair of feet burst thr