Once we kill a Daemon, the souls they've consumed get freed, so it's a win-win, bad guys die and you get to go to Heaven and party with your "God." Oh...shut up Damien." I look at Shell and see her glaring at me. "You said you haven't seen her at all in over a month right?" She nods sullenly. "What exactly happened Shell? Maybe I can help." I see her eyes glaze over, and she puts a block around her mind so I can't see her thoughts. "I don't want to talk about it Damien." She turns her back on me.. With a sigh I relaxed as the warmth of the spirits seeped into my tired bones. There is a heaven.Sheila held the glass in both hands as she took a sip and studied me. "You look like shit, too much party?" Yeah, something like that. Too much weed and booze." I took another sip of the beverage I tried to find a comfortable position in the seat."Too much sex?" Sheila asked with a wink followed by an odd grin of inquiry.“I don't know. You'll have to ask them. I passed out in the second hand of. .."--Patient #14, Derek Adelman, 31, a construction worker from South Boston.(Midway between Government Center and Haymarket, the subway car stopped. This wasn't totally unusual; MBTA cars often paused between stations, waiting for the car at the next stop to reload and unload. What was unusual was the smoke that suddenly started pouring from the woman's backpack...)"I wake up in this bed, just as I am. The room is silent; not even the monitors are making any noise. The TV is on, but there's. I sat there transformed, I was lusting and with that came a boldness, bordering on brazenness, a clarity that cleared my vision, suddenly the penny dropped, this relative wanted to fuck me, and with that, I realized I wanted him to fuck me, take my virginity and this acknowledgement made me sound different as I spoke my realization to him, 'Do you really want me to use this, or do you want to do it'?There I said it and felt elated, light-headed, now I was really a women, offering a man to fuck.