As Richard exited the shop, Helphatrax phased through the walls, into the street. He followed Richard into into his own appartment, poorly taken care of, stinking of liquer...it was the perfect scene for what the fiend had in mind. The man was already so close, he just needed another push or two. "Just end it all." he whispered into his mind. "You already know where your pills are, and you hav plenty of alcohol around...your life is already over...she's never going to come back." Helphatrax grinned at the phenominal ease with which this human followed his suggestions. Richard downed an entire bottle of pain Viccadin and half a bottle of Vodka. All that was left was to wait. It would be a week or more before anyone noticed that this lifeless bastard hadn't been seen for a while. When Richard finally died, his soul came appeared, free of he drunken stupor his body had been in. "Wha-Who- What's going on?" asked the fiends latest meal. Richard looked at Helphatrax...the demons skin was a pale grey, like a corpse, his silver hair came down to the base of his neck, wings black as a ravens protruded from his shoulder blades, the fiends armor covered from his neck down and was a dull silver in color...and his eyes...those golden eyes, with black sclera and slit pupils eyed at the disembodied soul. Helphatrax licked his lips and grinned, revealing his serrated teeth. "Are you going to kill me?" Richard asked. "HAHAHAHA! You're already dead, stupid human." Helphatrax felt he needed to know this, because a soul filled with dispair always tastes best. Without another word from either, the demon removed the armor from his upper body, revealing his most grotesque feature, a large mouth located on his abdomen. Filled with large, crushing teeth, the mouth drooled slightly and roared as Helphatrax grabbed Richard by the head and forced him into his abdominal mouth, bit by bit. When all was done, re donned his upper body armor, and left for the coffee shop to conitnue watching Calmina...it was nearly 5 in the afternoon when he arrived at the shop. The demon crept up behind Calmina and started sending more waves of lust into her, making up for when he had left four hours earlier. He watched, with boredom, as Calmina delt with yet another asshole, who was screaming obsenities at her for not getting his coffee right.