"Maxine? Max get off the sofa...damn cat." Small and black with big green eyes and is currently...sitting. Next to him. Not out in the next room.

"...shit-" he grabs the bat he leaves stowed by the door and inches out, calling ahead of him. "Look if you want money I'm broke, if you want anything valuable I don't have anything so just save yourself the beating and get the hell out before I...um. You. Aren't. A burgler."

No. No she's a demon.


On his sofa.


"...wasn't a dream."