Erinyxes was lying still, relaxing, when she was contacted.
"We have another one."
"Details?"
"Bryan Murphy, age 28. Near-virgin. Programmer, hired a hooker a couple of times but that's it. Leukemia. He has maybe 6 hours."
The location was given, and Erinxyes vanished from her resting place.
*
Bryan stared miserably at the walls of his apartment. How could this have happened? He was on the fast track, making six figures, saving his money to buy a nice house and eventually find a woman and start a family.
Leukemia, the doctors had said. Terminal. He had a couple more days. And that was a day and a half ago. He'd be lucky to last until morning.
He muttered to himself.
There was a puff of smoke, a smell of brimstone, and something started to materialize if front of him.
What the hell? Was he going crazy, in addition to dying?
The smoke cleared, and the sexiest woman Bryan had ever seen in his life was standing in front of him. Even hotter than the ones he would masturbate to during jack-off sessions at the computer. And this one was completely naked.
Woman? No, wait. She had horns, wings, and a tail. This wasn't a woman. It was a...
No. It couldn't be. Why would one come here?