"What! That is totally unfair!" I screech, my voice scratchy and rough.

Turkey shrugs. "Sorry Cigam, but Halloween is not as exciting as it used to be. It needs to be cut again."

"No!" My hat falls slightly forward as I slam my fists onto the table. I glare at the stupid turkey. His blue eyes shine with fear, but he doesn't react to it. "Nomed will have your heads for dinner if you cut us again!"

Turkey shrugs his bony shoulders. "Well tell Nomed that he should have been here instead of sending a representative - a mere child - and then maybe, the outcome would have been different."

I glare at him. "Both you and I know that either way, Halloween would have been cut! And I'm sixteen, not five!"

"Eh, not my problem. No one ever celebrates it anymore."

"Tomorrow at 3 pm, be there," I say to everyone as I make my leave.

They think they can just cut us again and everything will be fine.

Just wait until Nomed hears about this.

I turn left and open the button to the elevator. I step in and press the last button, the one that leads to the underworld.

Humming along to the elevator music, I think of how Nomed will take the news that we got cut again.

He'll probably kill another archangel and have his fingers for dinner.

When the doors open again I take my time to breathe in the spicy scented air of the underworld.

The air is warmer and drier down here than it is on earth, but us 'evil' creatures like it better that way.

The elevator closes with ding! behind me and I watch as it rises back up.

I've always wondered exactly how that elevator works, it goes anywhere in the galaxy.

"Hey Cigam!" The raspy voice of Dracula fills my ears. "How was the meeting?"

I roll my eyes. "Same as last year. Where is Nomed?"

"Ooh, that bad?" He glances at my face which is hosting a scowl.

"Worse, I'm afraid for whatever poor archangel will feel the wrath of Nomed this year."

"Well he's in his office. Good luck Cigam."

"Oh! If I don't make it out, feed Tab for me?"

He scrunches his eyebrows. "Who's Tab?"

I roll my eyes. "Tab, my black bat?"

"Oh," he makes an O shape with his mouth. "Ya, sure. I'll feed the guy."

I nod in thanks as I pass his secretary desk. I take a deep breath before knocking at Nomed's office door.

"Come in," his dark, husky voice answers through the door. He's no Satan, but his son.

I take off my hat before turning the doorknob.

"Nomed, master," I bow down, my chest an inch from the floor. My legs still bear the scars from not going down far enough. "I come bearing news of the Meeting."

His red pointy ears straighten at my words. "What comes of the Idiotic Meeting?"

I love you Tab. I hope Drac feeds you. "Master, we have been cut once again."

I take a peek at his reaction and immediately regret it.

In a flash, he is in front of me, yanking me up by the roots of my dirty blond hair. My dirty green eyes connect with his blazing red ones. A fire of fury roars within his irises.

I don't yell out in pain, but my back burns at the reminder of what exactly he is capable of.

"You were meant to get us a raise," he hisses, his hot breath sending unpleasant shivers down my spine. "Why," he grips my hair harder, making me scrunch up my face, "did you fail?!" He screams at me. Tears pool at the corner of my eyes, but I know better than to let them flow.

"T-they don't t-take me seriously!" I manage to gasp out. "T-they treat me as a ch-child!"

He pushes me to the floor. "You worthless witch!"

"B-but Master," I rasp from the ground. "They're giving me a second ch-chance!"

He pauses his rant and stares at me. "There are no second chances."

Raising his hand, he looks me straight in the eyes.

"Cigam, you ugly, stupid witch, you are fired!" A ball of fire shoots from his hand and my world starts to burn.

The fire slowly consumes me while I stare up at the stalagmites hanging from the cave ceiling. Or are they stalactites?

As the fire inches towards my face, I only have one thought; what did I ever do to deserve this.

All I ever did was dedicate my time, my precious time, to this holiday, to this belief.

And what I get in return is being unappreciated.

A single tear runs down my face and I shut my eyes.

Goodbye, cruel world.

I love you, Tab.

I let the flames fully consume me.