SM:Accept your End
From Create Your Own Story
As the last of the world fades from your view, you are suddenly blinded by a bright white light. When it passes you find yourself standing in darkness. The pain of your wounds has faded and as you look around in the black abyss you spot something else in here with you.
It turns, slowly, revealing that it is nothing more than a hooded black coak with a featureless white porcelain mask where a face should be. It has no body or discernable form and where eyes should be you see nothing but black.
"The contract that began with your death now ends with your death," a voice says, eminating from the phantom before you. It is the same voice that you had heard when you signed the contract.
"Now I have come to collect you."
"But I still had time left," you argue.
"But you died. Did you not read the fine print on the back of our contract?" the voice asks, following its' words up with a cruel, haunting laugh.
"Damnit..." you utter, wishing you had turned the page over. You get the strong sense that even after you have repaid your debt, this phantom is not going to set you free.
Game Over: You belong to the phantom now, and forever.
