The being known as Daath slides to your table. You can't see his feet under that black robe that extends up to the hood that covers his face. You nod and Daath flips a black coin. You call heads in the air and heads it is! You break. Four stripes sink in the pockets. You plug two more in before missing a shot. Daath scratches. You miss. Daath scratches. You sink in two balls. Daath accidentally puts the eight ball in. You win the game and shakes Daath's hand. A feeling overcomes you like a million years inside a dank dark box then it passes. You are feeling cocky now. You ask if anyone wants to play for money.