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Run. Gotta run. There is no way out. Shadows everywhere.
Help. HELP!
Someone! Anyone!
Light? Light!
That has to be the way away from this. Can't die by the hands of the radio demon. Can't be another voice on the radio, please.
Run.
A lady? Huh. Maybe. Yeah. Let's change his target. Sorry lady, but this is hell. Run past her, keep running, escape. Looking back. Did she not notice the monster? Why is she fine? What’s with that look on her face? Turn back to look where to run. The light, it’s gone. No. There are only shadows around. No. Nonono.
Turning towards the monster, eyes bright and full of tales telling of all the horrors that are bound to befall. There is truly no escape from the radio demon after all. Eyes close, let it all be over quick. Please. There’s a shout. It’s the lady, I’m sorry.
“Are you alright?” It’s the lady, she’s alright. How?
Her eyes are dark as night, void black, but she looks kind. More kind than the monster. The monster! Where is he?! Have to-
“Do you need help, dear?”
Help? Can she keep that monster away? There is no way, right?
“I promise, the radio demon won’t hurt you as long as I’m with you.” Really? “Of course, can’t do it without some compensation.”
Of course. Though, maybe a soul sold is better than one ripped to pieces?
“Just set up residence here so I can keep an eye on you, and then if I ever need something, I hope you’re willing to repay my kindness in kind.”
That. That sounds lovely, but there has to be a catch, right. Wait, where is here? Oh, what does it matter, anything is better than whatever the radio demon had planned. Deal.
“Perfect, just sign here to purchase your residence.”
Makes sense, have to buy and abode if you’re going to live here. Signed.
“So, how would you like to pay?” Static whispers. Pay? Oh. Those smiles. They’re both smiling.
This.
This is bad.
“Of course, dear, everyone has to pay rent after all.”
The lady, she’s dangerous, she’s getting closer.
“How about a simple payment to start.”
What does- Vision black. A shot of pain. Eyes. It’s empty, there gone! She took the eyes. What is she-
“I’m sure these will do great in the soup I’m working on, what do you think Alastor.”
“Quite so dear.”