Am I a demon you ask? Don't look to me for straight answers. The world doesn't give you straight answers.
At least not in Bottle Bay.
Bottle Bay is such a quaint little town. Turn one street and you walk into rubble and death. Turn onto the next street ...
and Death runs after you.
Bottle Bay deserves the Second Avenue Secondhand Shop. It is said that its customers deserve the cursed objects they buy there.
Maybe. Maybe not. All I know is that my only friend in the world deserved better than he got.
And he got two, not one, cursed objects with the damnedest price to both ...
How did compassion buy Adam death and damnation? I'll let him tell you in ...
Sure, you'll never have a good night's sleep again. You don't believe me? Who could blame you?
After all, I am called a demon. As if you humans knew what that word meant.
Hit your cursor over the book's image, and you'll be taken to the stuff nightmares are made of.