It’s almost midnight, the cafe is empty. The staff are wiping down the tables and clearing away the remaining dishes. The owner is counting the takings, squinting from the smoke of the cigarette that is dangling precariously from his lips. I check my mobile; there is a message from Yukka. “See you Saturday. Cheers 
”
I turn to the plasma screen on the wall. A late night movie is playing. The sound is muted and there are no subtitles, but I don’t care. I can tell it’s the usual boy meets girl shit, you know, porn with clothes on, and you don’t need subtitles for that. I create my own climax to the narrative.
There’s a lot of hacking, slashing and blood spurting everywhere!
Tony died today. His passing went unnoticed, and now his ghost is sitting opposite me. He is more relaxed than he has been for ages. He is relieved that he is free. I can see that he wants to go, but is hesitant about leaving me. “It’s ok,” I tell him. “It’s ok. You can go.”
I down the last of my coffee, and put the cup down. I look up to see Mephisto cheshire grin staring at me. My face lights up and I crinkle my nose at his blue eyes. I missed that motherfucking bastard! The place is boring without him to tear things up. All that I am, all that I will be, is because of Mephisto.
“Look you,” I laughed. “Just look at you.”
“Mate, don’t you think you ought to get a move on?” His face inching into mine. “It’s closing time.”
“Yeah I know.”
“You’re afraid aren’t you? I said nothing. “There’s nothing to be afraid off. What is out there, is a world of opportunity. Waiting for you.”
“Yeah I know, and I will have great spiritual experiences too.”
“Those too,” Mephisto replied.
“I haven’t finished packing yet. I don’t know what to take.”
“Yourself, you dick!” He laughed. “You just take yourself!”
