Hollywood Dead (Sandman Slim 10) - Page 146
“Does that sound so bad?”
I sit up straighter.
“The war in Heaven is still a mess then?”
“In some ways, worse than ever. The rebels’ plans … they’ll do anything to win. They make me feel ashamed of myself for what I’ve created.”
“I know about their deal with Wormwood. Steal all the souls. Stick them on the wall like bowling trophies.”
“For the record, it was Wormwood that developed the proposal. Not the angels themselves.”
“Your point being that even though you’re at war with the rebels, mortals are still worse.”
“Not quite as simple as that,” he says. “But yes, essentially.”
“I had a weird year, too. Want to hear about it?”
“I know all about it. You killed the archangel Michael on my doorstep.”
“I forgot that part. Mostly I remember driving forever and never getting anywhere. But I guess that’s Hell for you, huh?”
“You don’t have to go back there again.”
“Right. You’re going to whoosh me off to Heaven. That’s the thing, though. If you can take me to Heaven, you can make it my birthday. Come on. Do it.”
He shakes his head.
“You know, most people would jump at the chance I’m giving you.”
“I’ve been to Heaven. It wasn’t so great.”
“You saw the gates. It’s not the same thing. It’s like saying you looked at a picture of an ugly doll and it’s the same as seeing Bride of Chucky.”
I lean back against the shelter wall.
“You’ve seen Bride of Chucky?”
“Of course not,” he says. “I was just trying to speak your language so you’d understand.”
I reach over and slap him on the knee.
“I appreciate it. I know I don’t look it, but complicated emotional responses are a little beyond me right now.”
Mr. Muninn is holding a cane. He leans forward on it.
“What exactly is it you’
re trying to accomplish here?”
“I have to break the contract between Wormwood and the rebel angels.”
“How are you going to do that?”
“I’m going to kill Jonathan Howard.”
“And how are you going to do that? Poison him? Shoot him? He’s immortal.”
I take out the black blade.
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