Red Spyder jolted out of there - quickly bypassing an anxious Markus wondering what happened in there.... instead, Red ran down the flight of stairs and entered through a series of corridors to emerge into the gardens. It was pitch dark and the only light was the ominous crimson eerie light cased down by the Gate of Apocalypse in replacement of the moon.
The Guardian of Wickedness didn't give a flying fuck about anything other than the whiskey bottle that he hid behind a stone dark angel statue in the center of the garden's courtyard. And so, Red reached down and removed the crinkled brown bag of whiskey and after removing the top- he jugs down the wonderment of alcohol down his throat... trying to use the alcohol as mouthwash in the process after fucking the daylights out of Lilith... he leans back his head and pulls out a cigarette from his inside pocket and lights one up- take a long well over deserved dragggg and then puffs ring smokes at the red blistering eyeball from the moon gazing down upon him.... with the circle wrapping the moon inside the smoke rings.... Red takes his right finger and gestures it to be a gun- shooting the smoke in the air and the moon in the process....
????: You too?
Red turns around swiftly - circling - to see who said that and then stops and looks dead on into a dark corner in the garden.....
"You too... what? I can see you you know.... I felt your presence the moment I came out.... Who the FUCK are YOU?
From the darkness emerged an old wrinkled man with goat horns with silvery dark hair.... ????: I go by many names. Though the most accurate, and for you, is Hades. Aeean Hades. I meant. You too, as in, shit happens man and times like these need a little help now and then.
Red tilts his head to the side and he takes another drag of his cig and then another sip of his whiskey....
"You're not here to fuck me too? Can't a man take a fucking break!!!! FUCK OFF"
The elderly goatman laughed Aeean Hades: Hahaha..... I needed that laugh.... So. It seems you found your Angel in more ways than one it seems.
Red lowered the whiskey bottle and recollected his previous encounter with The Dark Sincentius.... a meeting that was illicitly private and well unknown....
