Death was exhausted with the hunt , he needed coffee he needed a break!
War was playing cards with some no hoppers in a pub. Enjoying a pint of beer
Plague was at A&E sampling the best of care 21hrs wait, no sign of help there , he was enjoying the break.
Famine was visiting MacDonald’s stuffing himself with burgers and chips, coke and shakes…. his stomach showed no fear!
Where is the book, where is the book ………………. We’ve scoured the earth and still no luck
Stop moaning, ordered war, have a drink and cut loose join us in a game of poker
Plague was still in the emergency room hanging outside with the smokers.
Death watched him , the stress of the loss making him feel bad, something snapped and he shoved plague under a truck!
Plague got up and swore at Death , “At what game do you think you are playing”
Being an immortal he survived ,Death strode down the street smiting innocent bystanders at will
They fell , they then got back up ! Death shouted “Bloody Hell” Famine , a mouth full of chips wondered what Death was saying.
War was ready for a fight he told his companions they were cheating , he was spitting fire ready for the kill.
Things were getting ugly , this was not fun .
Where was the missing apprentice ? that angel of death needed to see what he had done.
Suddenly all was silent , no bird even sung, suddenly it was black as night, …………
God was on the block and with him the errant angel who was not having any fun!
TO BE CONTINUED
sorry it is a few minutes late for the 11th November .
willowdot21 
