~ The ground seized open it’s stress no longer contained with one great final wail the Soul’s fell quiet, the whispers faded and silence hovered the sky for one half hour, an image of a man rose from out of the great crack he quickly looked to and fro, he peered back over his shoulder looking down into the gaping wound that was the ground, “Mustn’t let him catch me , Mustn’t let him find me, Mustn’t let him hurt me again,�?The frightened man stated as he quickly scurried out of the hole. ~

~ The ground shook once more only this time it only shook where the man had stepped as he turned back to see an arrow like object rocket out and shoot up into the sky it arched and then began it’s downward plunge as he stood there frozen in terror from what he beheld. ~

~ The arrow like object finally struck it’s target, pinning the man to the earth only the object was no arrow it was a Golden Trident with a silver H in the center of the Fork itself, a single Gloved hand reached up over the fishers edge and pulled the rest of it’s body back onto solid ground, the new image was that of a rather stately man well groomed go-tee and beard silver hard flown loosely in the cold chilling air, without a word the man dusted himself off and walked up to the impaled dead man, reaching over he lifted the dead man’s body off the Trident and dropped him onto the ground, �?No one escapes from Me and especially not from Hell,�?The Man stated as he surveyed the lay of the land from where he had walked over and pulled his Trident from the Ground.~