The bad old times

Once upon a time

, when our Lady was still there, we spent our time with haunting souls who did really evil things, like kill their own family, or others without any reason.

We had a lot of fun, just by popping up behind them when they least expected it, appearing in their dreams, no escape was possible from us.
Our reputation of bloody punishers was enough to scare them to death.
But even death itself gave no escape, as Hades was our hang-out in quiet times, so many evil souls there to hunt.

We did not judge people, just acted on what they did, eye for an eye....

Not even the Gods could escape us.

If they were evil we were evil to them, if they managed to even out their crimes with good deeds, we left them alone, that was the rule.

Alecto