Spectacle

Dariel reacted sharply and jumped to put his wife back on her feet. But he was pushed back. The man was too big for her to admire her new fascination.

"Marvellous." She said, watching the thing in all its splendour. While Dariel looked at Oswald in confusion, he looked at Daniela with the same glare.

'Is it not happening?' He wondered, thinking about the moment her brain should 'melt from her ears'. But nothing happened besides the constant drip of blood under her nose.

Satan laughed his ass off, looking at the scene from the top of the mountain. "He actually bought that! Hah!" But his interest grew when his gaze landed on the boy anew. Leaning on a flat rock, he ate the closest snack he found, a raw vulture that had not enough time to take off.