“Let me try to put this in terms even you can understand.” He raised his cane and held the long staff between both hands. Slowly, he began to pull the dark wood apart until the split halves of the cane became two identical replicas of each other. “This Hell,” he said in a deliberate, mocking voice as he held the left cane up, and then the right. “This your world. In between is big space. Demon no cross. Need human vessel to transport energy.”
