Lilith was lost

. Lilith (the other wife of Adam, Mother of Monsters, Queen of Limbo) was stuck on highway 94. She had missed her Exit and the VW was running low on gas.

Adam, beside her was still bleeding, the thickness tainting the worn seats. She bit her lip and made a sharp veer to the right.

She couldn't do it. She couldn't risk his life. She was taking him to the hospital and damning the consequences. He groaned feebly as the car accelerated pulling at his injured arm

ored shoulder. Dr. Doom's arm hurt badly. She stroked his metallic head and said, "You're going to be alright." She looked at the metallic villain and wondered how she could live

with him, now that she'd been diagnosed with a metal allergy. She felt Dr Doom was her soul-mate, but as they embraced, an unsightly rash covered her wherever skin and metal met.

"My darling!" she wailed "Release me or my beautiful skin may never again stun the masses that flock to see me." Dr. Doom did not release her, but instead he chose to

keep her caged above the dance floor of his Tel Aviv discotheque. For a year, she was forced to writhe and twerk above the international ravers, only occasionally being allowed to

throw in the occasional waltz step or salsa shimmy. Fortunately, at the end of the year the Tel Aviv disco burned to the ground. Having miraculously survived, she continued her jou

rney on to Iceland, where she hoped to buy some land and start her own Icelandic Dirt & Pony Farm. It had always been her dream to farm ponies and dirt, especially Icelandic dirt