Page 48 of Sin

Remi:Well, duh. We already knew that. You’re a video behind, buddy.

Pan:*snarls*You’re lucky I no longer have my tail. I’d gag you with it.

Remi:Kinky.

Caleb:How long do we have? Until the arrival of the next prince?

Pan flips through the book, brow furrowed as his eyes quickly scan the pages. He snaps the book shut.

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Caleb:Well?

Pan:It doesn’t say. But they are coming, and Lucifer grows stronger with every one who joins his ranks.

Asher:Great. So we know as much now as we did before. We’re up shit creek.

Remi:This really changes the meaning of that song “Some Day My Prince Will Come.”

Caleb:Do you know what this says?

Caleb points to the markings on the cover.

Pan:*hums musingly*It says: The Book of... somebody. I’m not familiar with that sigil.

Remi:So it could be like The Book of Ted?

Everyone shoots him a glare.

Asher:Not the time, Rem.

Remi:What? If we’re all about to die, it’s absolutely the time. This could be one of my last chances to share an epic joke. Humor is the spice of life. It’s my defense mechanism.

Caleb:We’re not going to die.

Pan:Mmm... I wouldn’t be so sure of that if I were you. My brethren are notoriously crafty, and the dominos certainly seem to be falling quickly.

Caleb:Abandon your mate if you want, demon?—

Pan:Ex-demon.

Asher:Ex-demon.

Brothers share a look when they speak in tandem.

Caleb:—but I, for one, am not going quietly into the night when I have a pregnant wife to care for and children to protect. No one, not the Princes of hell or Lucifer himself, will harm a hair on my family’s heads. I’ll die first.

Remi:So will I. No one hurts Rosie or our pups.

Asher blinks, his head snapping back to the camera.

Asher:Shit, I forgot we were filming. But, uh, guess it was good for you to hear all that. *clears throat* So, it looks like we’re fighting. Again. And we could really use your help. I’ll include the coordinates in a separate encrypted message. See you soon. I hope.

Remi:Ca-caw!

Asher:What the fuck was that?

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