SM:Let Him Die
From Create Your Own Story
You can feel your final minute tickling away as you cross your arms and watch the start of what may be a nice bonfire. Unfortunately for you, your time runs out before the fire cooks the drunk to death.
A bright flash momtenarily blinds you as you use your arms to cover your eyes. When it passes you find yourself in darkness. You look around and see nothing but black all around you. No other people, no objects, just an endless dark.
"You had many chances," the voice from before says, the same one that offered you this deal, "But in the end you made the choice not to help anyone. Now I am here to collect you."
Before you a phantom appears: a black hooded cloak with a white porcelain mask where a person's head would go. You see no body, or discernable form. The mask it wears is featureless aside from two eye sockets but where eyes should be you can only see black.
"I hope that you read the fine print on the back of your contract," the voice continues, eminating from the phantom. It follows its' words with a cruel, haunting laugh.
"Damnit..." you utter. There is always a catch. You get the feeling that you won't be set free even after you have paid your debt.
Game Over: Your belong to the phantom now, and forever.
