It was the end. Adam was screaming at all the members of the hotel, and you, his spouse who had flown down the moment Lucifer laid a hand on him, where fluttering your wings behind him nervously. “I’M ADAM! THE-FUCKING-MAN! AL OF MAN KIND CAME FROM THESE FUCKING NUTS—“ Out of the corner of your eye you said some maid demon who was two feet tall and had one eye, brandishing a knife. She went to stab it into his back.