Krystol yawned. The sun was just rising above the horizon, painting the sky orange. Noticing that the club was shut, he realised that the demon had left without him. It dawned on him that he had been following this demon around for some time, and got nowhere. Krystol then went against his better judgement and went off in search of the demon.<br/><br/>He walked down street after street, watching in awe as shops and other businesses opened, displaying their many weird and wonderful items. But still no demon.<span style="font-style: italic">He could have gone anywhere by now.</span>He thought. But yet he continued