"Quickly," Papa DeBit said. "We must make an offering to appease Damballah’s hunger and win him to our cause." He pulled a pack of nicosticks from the pillows and shook two of them out. "Give me something of yours that you cherish." He placed the two nicosticks in the cat dish beside the candle. When he pulled his hand back, both of them lit without visible means, their smoke curling up to be breathed in through the giant snake’s flaring nostrils.