Aziraphel looked out the window of the Bentley as Crowley drove.. A new Antichrist had been born in attempt to bring Armageddon once again.

It was a nice place to live, rolling hills and dipping valleys of farmland. Cows, sheep and swine, and the occasional duck or two could be seen from the window.

Pulling up to your house, Crowley sighed and rubbed his eyes under his shades.

“ Okay Angel, we’re here. Time to deal with that little gremlin. “