There were a number of sounds that were forever soured for Blitzo. The tinkling sounds of bells was up there... it always reminded him of--

Fizz.

What the fuck? Blitzo did a double take, standing up from the bench he'd been sulking on - forget the fifth botched job interview, was he hallucinating things right now?? Without thinking about it a second more, the imp ran across the road, jumping and sliding over the hood of an oncoming car and reaching the other curb to intercept the jester imp.

That face-- it was burned, but he knew that face.

"Satan - Fizz, is that you? You're alive?"