“What’s the point of this?” Hinn said.
“It’s the best way to watch humans without them knowing.” I said.
“Do you do a lot of watching through the window?”
“It passes the time. And usually your human assignment doesn’t bother you.”
“Usually?”
“Don’t ask.”
“Okay. What’s with that guy on the corner?”
“He’s smoking and watching people.”
“I didn’t know humans were on fire.”
“What? No! He’s smoking a cigarette. That thing in his mouth.”
“Oh. Why?”
“It’s a thing some humans do.”
“What’s he doing now? Is he following that guy?”
“Ooo nice. He’s a pickpocket.”
“What’s that?”
“A thief. He just snatched that guy’s wallet out of his pocket.”
“A pickpocket? That diabolical fiend! I’m taking his soul to Hell.”
“Woah! Relax. Put those teeth away. You don’t take anyone until they’re dead and you can’t kill them.”
“Then what do we do? Just watch all this happen?”
“Yep.”
“That’s so…boring!”
“You get used to it.”
“How long have you been doing this?”
“About 200 human years.”
“That’s a long time. So, you’re like a human expert.”
“I guess. Humans aren’t hard to figure out. They’re all pretty dumb.”
“And you never collected a soul?”
“No. That’s your job. I just watch them until they die.”
“All the souls I collected were already dead?”
“Yep.”
“This is the worst job ever. I need action. I need excitement.”
“Watch TV.”
“What’s that?”
“It’ll teach you about humans while I take a nap.”
“How does it do that?”
“Watch.”
“Whoa. Humans are inside that box?”
“Wow. You’re dumb. Let’s try something else.”
“What’s this?”
“It’s a cartoon. You’ll like it It has a dog that talks to humans. They solve mysteries.”
“That’s so cool.”
Praise Moloch. That should distract him for a while.
James Pack 