Tremble, sinner, for... Well, further in the text - Hell, fire, eternal torment and all that. Let me remind you that I am Abifasdon, a bailiff from Pekla, knocking out expired souls, which you yourself sell! For power, for money, for candy... Due to family circumstances (I had a son!) the head of the department transferred me upstairs. And now I drink beer on a bench with the men, my wife walks the baby in a stroller, my mother-in-law does not come to visit without a grenade, people They have become even more careless and do not believe in demons, but in vain! After all, now I live next to you, on the next street...