~Evelyn~

A dark shadow came for me, asking me to trade my soul for something else. I tried to fight back, but my whole body could not move; I was glued to the seat while the Shadow's flimsy hands ran all over my face.

"I would rather not sell my soul. Let me be!" I managed to scream, but the shadow laughed. An eerie laughter that broke its form momentarily.

"You must be idiotic to think that you have a choice. I will take your soul and in turn, give you the revenge that you so desire," the ...