Part 30: Second Playthrough - 4 AM

[MUSIC: Incense (Smoke & Honey)]



Her stare is as quiet and black as the surface of the lake, like she's tempting us to drown. The only chill of summer is in that lake, and even in August, it still holds places we can freeze to death.

Neptune reaches for us. She's a flood, of every wicked thought, and they are pouring out of her mouth.

The devil is lonely. We kicked out the devil and it misses us. It keeps begging to be let back, for us to let it in.

And Neptune did.

Every terrible thought belongs to it. Water to give, and thirst to take. Nothing can escape this flood.

But we will.

Neptune can't stain us.

We chose to stay clean.

And the devil only ever gets one moment.

For revenge, for desire, for "please think of me."

But there is nothing to fear when there is two against the devil.

Venus brings the light. His radio whines and wriggles and coils around itself.

Jupiter brings the storm. Her radio blares and shrieks and the weight of it shudders.

Our radios scream and crash against her and the devil is destroyed.