Israphel waves a dismisissive hand. "Alice, dear, I didn't follow you here to talk about your cr*ppy life. I came to ask something of you." "As always." "But I'll give you a chance- we can play a game." "What kind of game?" "A game I already know you cannot possibly win." Israphel grins. "You are welcome to try, of course." This is a sequel to Below the Clouds.