The Angel of Death, having a rough night,
Was none too pleased to find Max
Attended by Thuisko, Tzontemoc, Hermes,
Maeve, Libitina, two of the Nameless Ones
And a banshee (A banshee of all things!
He hadn't seen one in years.) A wayoob
Was taking Max's pulse; the banshee,
Stirring something that kept changing color,
Looked willing to stir forever. Hermes,
One of the Nameless, Maeve and Libitina
Were playing cards; Hermes called
"Take a hand! Libitina's just playing
To be polite; she doesn't know the rules."
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