You hurried through a drawer of pills, looking for the name ‘Sleepy pillz’ in the drawer, for the lady, the sleepy lady, Belphagor.

You soon found the pills and ran to her, walking in her room. “You got the pills, dear?” Belphagor spoke out, her elegant voice filling the room. Her black heels making small clicks against the floor.

Her gloved black hands grabbed the pills and she popped 1 in her mouth, and walked, her cape flowing behind her, her orange and yellow eyes half lidded from pills.