I lost count of the time I was in that hell place, not sure if I'm really back but it doesn't stink, it isn't hot so might say I am. A doorway the boy went through, still open, I followed ended up in a box. This is gonna be sweet, I will finally get my revenge on that lame pathetic Slayer.
The boy left behind his demon, I didn't. The others will come soon, together we will do what we couldn't do separately. Buffy is going to die and I get to keep her stuff.