The Truth

"Why thank you!" Devon obviously didn't sense the dripping sarcasm in Derick's voice.

"What's this all about?" Derick was beginning to get impatient.

"See, you are going to work for me, but, it won't be office work like you thought." Devon began.

"Get to the point. What, exactly, is this?"

"You will be guiding the souls who come here to their dooms, and looking after them." Devon said matter-of-factly.

"Excuse me?"

"I believe you heard correctly."

"Oh, come off it! You are a crackpot!"

"Since you are a skeptic, I will now show you horrors beyond your wildest imagination." With a wave of his hand, Devon revealed a woman melting in a vat of scalding oil, her flesh, literally, melting off her body.

Derick gasped.

With another wave of his hand, Devon showed a man who looked so thirsty, but he was chained to a metal post, the refreshing stream just out of his reach.

Devon revealed terrors upon terrors, some so horrible Derick had to shut his eyes. "Oh, and Derick, your book is a hit down here, but not so much in heaven." Devon said when he was done with his show.

Derick's eyes widened in anger. "You mean to tell me that you never distributed it on Earth?!"

"No, of course not, nobody wanted it, remember?" Devon said coolly.