‘Yes, absolutely…’ Victoria was confused more.
‘So, Vic, here’s the list, make it done and you are welcome. Take my cell number, yours is here. If you have any question, call me with no hesitation.’
‘Well, thank you. Can I go?’
‘Yes, sure. Please, don’t delay the document preparation.’
‘Ok, see you.’ Victoria slipped behind the door and stood in the hall, breathing heavily.
There was not a single soul. When Victoria had come there had been four people… But hall was empty now.
The girl looked at the watch and banged: her interview had been lasting for two hours and a half! How could it be?
Victoria remembered nothing. There was nobody nearby to explain the strangest adventures during the interview.
She had hardly gone outside before Kharon appeared. He was smiley, in a manner of speaking, merry. In contrast Victoria was dejectedly.
‘So?’ Kharon was interested, making one of human gestures: he took her by the hand.
The girl couldn’t help but smile. She was madly happy with that unexpected touch of her beloved man. His warm hand made her nervous system shudder, wake up from the longest dream.
‘I’ve been… considered for the job.’ Victoria came down to earth, fighting intoxicant desire for his hand to keep on its thorny way.
‘There was no doubt in my mind.’ The demon wickedly smiled.
‘Why are you smiling like this?’ Victoria was suspicious of something.
‘You’re so juicy inside…’ Kharon said and closed his eyes with pleasure.
‘I beg your pardon?’ Vic frowned more. ‘What does it mean?’
‘I’ve penetrated you during the interview.’
‘You… What?’ she stared like a stuck pig at the demon’s smirk face.
‘Put myself into you. I sent your soul in districts of the Abyss. To walk there. I took your body to help you with your interview. So how did you like non-existence great spaces? For my liking it’s a little bit twisted.’
The girl was listening to his story, being again unable to believe not a single word. Whatever Kharon told, it sounded like a passage of a book about witches or some mysterious serial. How was it possible to believe it? And of course, Victoria couldn’t. She was at a loss, trying to re-direct her fantasy in a positive way.
‘Don’t worry. Demons often penetrate people.’
‘Why?’
‘What does it mean why?’ Kharon was surprised. ‘Devour energy. If you wake up and remembrance of the black emptiness is before your eyes instead of a beautiful dream, you can be sure, someone has been devouring you inside.’
‘Are you kidding me now, right?’ Victoria still couldn’t believe.
‘No, certainly. It’s normal and frequent fact. People suspect nothing, feel amoebic snottiness and they are sure they’ve been breaking bulks while they’ve been sleeping walk.’
‘You mean you’ve devoured my energy?’
‘No, I’ve been interviewed. From you first words I knew already that you were going to fail the important meeting. Forgive my independent act but I decided that you needed help. How many times have you been interviewed? Two months? Threes? I’ve done it on the first try.’
The shocked girl was staring at the man in front of her. Did everything that he had told have any relation to reality? A score of different questions annihilated her mind.
‘Well, could anyone else penetrate me?’ Vic asked with caution, grabbing his hand.
‘Hypothetically, yes. Even the lowest ranks can do this, with no speaking about the greatest. But you don’t have to worry, my dear human. No one will dare do this within the nearest two years. Foreseeing your question why, I say: you have a great protection in form of me. So, you can sleep peacefully… or not if you, finally, let me touch you. Will you?’
His amber eyes were gazing at the soul depth of the girl. They were smiling, hearing her thoughts, full of self-sacrificing desire.
‘Have you ever raped anyone?’ a question jumped out of her mouth.
The demon smirked, shaking his head, firmly squeezing her hand and walked ahead. Vic was walking behind, calling her bad words for the wacky question. Suddenly the demon stopped and pulled the girl to him.
‘I don’t see such thoughts in your mind. Do you want that?’ he asked being absolutely serious.
Vic got nervous and shook her head, hiding her eyes and cursing out herself stronger.
‘I’m a ladies’ man in bed. If a woman wants what you’ve said, I’ll do it. But I really don’t see such desire in your thoughts, that’s why I’m concluding that the question was asked just for nothing. Why?’
‘I don’t know… Generally, people like asking questions just for nothing. In fact, they don’t care about answers. I asked it because you always ask, “Can I, May I, do you agree”. Do you ask everyone or just me?’
‘Oh, dear, you’ve touched a very complicated theme. Let’s go somewhere and I’ll tell you how it works.’
Without hesitation they entered the first met place where there were tables and ordered drinks and sat down to resolve range of issues.
‘You see, human child, Hell is a very humanitarian thing. We never do against a human’s will…’
‘Except penetration, right?’ she grinned.
‘It’s an operational need.’
The demon smiled in reply, thinking about that there was a powerful witch spirit sitting before him, that had been penetrated her. Penetration was a dangerous thing and even the demon understood it, but he didn’t want to tell anything to the scared girl.
A spirit could penetrate by its own free will and it could do it by a witch’s own will… Kharon didn’t want to think about it. He perfectly knew what a witch’s penetration would end in. It was a kind of curse! Witches often made larvae, cheesy spirits penetrate person whom they didn’t like, and it was very difficult to get rid of. It was almost impossible.
Penetrated spirit started annihilating a human from inside step by step. In time the poor person couldn’t be recognized. The young cheerful lively person became gloomy, wanted nothing melancholic who dreamt about only one – to die. Then his fate came into the game: the person died. Doctors left their hands in dismay, shifting the blame on psychiatrists, the last ones put the blame on an accident, a little bit on inadvertently and depression. As a result, no one was to blame by the way the person was gone.
Did Victoria need it all? The hell judicious representative thought that of course, she didn’t.
‘Why don’t you do anything against a human’s will? Is that because if a person suffers during or after a meeting with someone like you and he suffers just because he wanted to?
‘That’s right.’ He ran his kind but tired eyes over the girl. ‘This is our law book. No one harms a human until he wants to be harmed. I’m not speaking about an ordinary soul and, as you call it, supernatural substance contact. In fact, there are many items and sub-items which no one knows and warns about. It’s luck of the draw how stronger your guarding angel is. Actually, dear, it’s very complicated. Our honour code is adhered. In your fairy tales God is good and Satan is bad. In reality in the first place God and Lucifer both are very sophisticated characters. They both have everything very complicated and interesting arranged simultaneously. For people they are like a Yin-Yang, but I know they have some features in common, and the strongest and most significant one is competitive spirit.’
‘Competitive spirit?’ Victoria was listening with genuine