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'Watch this.' He turned and faced the angel-watchers, smiling grimly. Cupping his hands around his mouth, and without even bothering to try to sound like he meant it, he yelled, 'Holy shit! Those aren't angels. They're devils!'
The effect was instantaneous. There isn't much distanced, once you're forced to think about it, between a smile and a grimace of terror. Just two slightly different sets of facial contortions. On the street behind up, a hundred expressions shifted, and we all entered yet another hell. A man began to scream in a little girl voice while the skeleton woman dropped to her knees, still gazing upward, and began to deepen the wounds on her forearms with ragged fingernails. Within seconds, the rest had followed suit, falling to the ground and grovelling among the glass. I began to turn away in horror, but one screamed word stopped me even as it froze everyone else within range.
'Satan!'