Mother grabs my hand and leads me through a crowd. "Mother, you don't have to take my hand to lead me anywhere."

"Everyone needs their mother," Nyx replies with a snarky grin. "I want you to see this. We finally got him."

My eyes widen. "Got who?"

Nyx chuckles a laugh that could bend man's will just from the noise alone. It only makes me shudder. I've seen her cast Nighttime upon people, laughing maniacally as they screamed.

And there He was.

King Sisyphus.

"Is that...Sisyphus?"

Nyx nods affirmative and claps merrily. "Doomed, to push a boulder up that hill for all eternity. And once it gets to the tippy-top..." She outstretches her arm to demonstrate.

The former King with straggly hair pushes the boulder, heaving with all of his might.

And right before the boulder inched to the top, to salvation--

It tumbles right down.

"His punishment for eluding you for so long, my dear." She grins wickedly, her white teeth glaringly contrasted against her pitch-black skin.

"No one escapes Death."