SHAY: So, you're a man of the law, huh?
PALE RIDER: One of them.
SHAY: What kind of laws do you enforce?
PALE RIDER: All of them.
SHAY: All of them. You mean there aren't different types of laws that other angels work with?
PALE RIDER: There's only one law.
SHAY: And that would be...
PALE RIDER: God's Law.
SHAY: Fair enough. Now during a particular day, what would your routine include?
PALE RIDER: Death.
SHAY: I thought you kept the law, does that include killing people?
PALE RIDER: I mean that nothing in your world gets into my jurisdiction without death. Everything that I deal with has died.
SHAY: Everything?
PALE RIDER: Everything.
SHAY: So, do you deal with animals, humans, plants...what?
PALE RIDER: Everything, but I specialize in humans.
SHAY: Why is that?
PALE RIDER: I used to be one.
SHAY: You used to be one?
PALE RIDER: That's right.
SHAY: So angels are just dead humans?
PALE RIDER: No, we're a lot of things, but dead humans is part of the mix.
SHAY: So I might be an angel when I die?
PALE RIDER: If you're lucky.
SHAY: Or if I'm blessed, maybe?
PALE RIDER: That too.
SHAY: So what do you do with these things/beings when they get to you?
PALE RIDER: I impose God's wrath.
SHAY: Wow, that's a big job.
PALE RIDER: Its okay, I'm good at it. Some angels can only go so far. Some can't deal with the pain the job includes, but I've always been able to handle it.
SHAY: How long have you been doing it.
PALE RIDER: Since yesterday.
SHAY: Ah, angel humor. So, is it possible that when you're imposing justice, a mistake might be made?
PALE RIDER: Not possible.
SHAY: Why not?
PALE RIDER: I have five million eyes that can see into every aspect of a being's soul. I don't miss a thing.
SHAY: Wow, five million. So, what happens after judgment passes?
PALE RIDER: I pass him/her/it onto a transporter.
PALE RIDER: Everything, but I specialize in humans.
SHAY: Why is that?
PALE RIDER: I used to be one.
SHAY: You used to be one?
PALE RIDER: That's right.
SHAY: So angels are just dead humans?
PALE RIDER: No, we're a lot of things, but dead humans is part of the mix.
SHAY: So I might be an angel when I die?
PALE RIDER: If you're lucky.
SHAY: Or if I'm blessed, maybe?
PALE RIDER: That too.
SHAY: So what do you do with these things/beings when they get to you?
PALE RIDER: I impose God's wrath.
SHAY: Wow, that's a big job.
PALE RIDER: Its okay, I'm good at it. Some angels can only go so far. Some can't deal with the pain the job includes, but I've always been able to handle it.
SHAY: How long have you been doing it.
PALE RIDER: Since yesterday.
SHAY: Ah, angel humor. So, is it possible that when you're imposing justice, a mistake might be made?
PALE RIDER: Not possible.
SHAY: Why not?
PALE RIDER: I have five million eyes that can see into every aspect of a being's soul. I don't miss a thing.
SHAY: Wow, five million. So, what happens after judgment passes?
PALE RIDER: I pass him/her/it onto a transporter.
SHAY: That is either going up or down?
PALE RIDER: Yes.
SHAY: No in between?
PALE RIDER: No.
SHAY: I guess if you've already passed judgment, their in between time is up.
PALE RIDER: You got it.
SHAY: Well, here's hoping that I won't be seeing you any time soon!
