Chapter 59

Tink gave the others a knowing look. “Kitty cat do good job,” she said. “Fumes bad for little goblin. Stand back, let others look.”

Kisa moved slowly at first. Once she realized the box wasn’t going to fall apart, she bolted out of the room. Tink cackled quietly to herself, then patted the box.

“Fun box,” she said.

“Your baby is gonna burn in hell,” said the Glutton, his voice coming from a tiny speaker nearby.

“Directional microphone, make for good hear.” Tink pointed at a funnel on the side of the box. “Come with volume control for this.”

The goblin turned a dial to zero, then pushed a red button on the top of the box. Some sort of mechanism kicked in, which squirted a tablespoon of holy water onto the demon. He shrieked, the screams muffled by the water as parts of his body boiled off. The cloud tried to squeeze up the tubes, only to run into holy water throughout.

“Work by pressure,” said the goblin. She turned the volume knob up a little bit.