Talk:Devil/@comment-24862435-20170121153801

You reached the peak of success of your career. After a long day of talking you come home tired and sleepy. It is already midninght outside, and by the time you take care of bathroom business and change into your pijamas you are ready to dive into your king sized bed in your bedroom.

But before you made the jump, something catches your eye at the edge of your peripheral sight. Turning towards it, you see there is a red envelope on your nightstand. Upon reching it, you see drawings of fire on it and the smell of perfume that is sweet to your senses and compells you to open it. Upon doing so carefuly, you pull out an equally red paper from within and read it's contents.

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Dear Trump

I fulfilled my end of the deal just like you wanted it. Now as we agreed, I will be taking your soul. Enjoy your fame while you can, I will come for you tomorrow at midnight.

With love

Devil

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You put the paper back in the envelope and contemplate about your fate.

What will you do?