A Devilish Anachronism

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This year the Devil had not anticipated coming to London for

Christmas, at all. He was scheduled to be elsewhere. The far east

to be more precise. But for some inexplicable reason his particular

set of senses told him that he was needed there. So here he was.

And a good job too if his current charge was anything to go by.

Perched precariously atop Tower Bridge he was doing his utmost to

talk down a man who seemed intent on throwing himself head long

into the icy waters of the river Thames below. But what had driven

the man to such extremes? And, more to the point, how was it that

he seemed to know who he was? The plot thickens as the Devil

becomes embroiled in a plot to try and prevent Hell itself coming

to Earth.