Standing in the cold brisk November air, Allen berries his only daughter. His wife Kristen is being comforted by her sister. In all his years, Allen never thought that he would have to bury one of his children. Everyone had given him their condolences except his estranged brother and nephew.

Jacob, Allen's older brother, had not been in contact with their family since Diana's death back in 1988. Diana was Jacob and Allen's little sister, who died to unforeseen circumstances. Ever since then, Jacob has been traveling around for work with his son.

Rubbing a hand over his face, Allen feels the cold start to make his nose drip because of how long he has been standing by Jessica's grave. He can't stop thinking about how Jessica was his little girl. No matter how old she got, he should have been there to protect her. Fire is an awful way to go. Allen sees the flesh burning off his daughter's skin every time he closes his eyes. The image haunts him.

Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he jumps. Allen turns around to find an aged version of his brother and nephew.

"We are sorry about Jessica, but everyone ends up six feet under in the end," Jacob bluntly slurs.

Taking in a deep breath, Jaden apologies, "Sorry, Dad drunk a little too much licker. I had to drive us here." Allen takes Jaden's outstretched hand, and Jaden explains, "I know we did not make it to the service, but we wanted to pay our respects. Uncle Allen."

"Of course," Jessica's father responds.

The three stand there awkwardly for a good while before Allen speaks up.

"I wish there was some way to bring Jess back. I would do anything to let her live her life." His voice chokes up as he remembers his daughter.

Slipping an arm around his brother, Jacob says, "You know brother, there is a way you can get your daughter back."

Pushing his brother off, Allen snaps, "Shut up you drunk." Alcohol lingers in the air around them. "There is no way to bring Jessica back. She is dead."

Smirking, Jacob says, "Oh, there is one way. But it does come at a price."

"What price?" Allen asks, sure his brother is on one of his drunken rants about ghosts and demons.

"One soul," Jacob answers.

Allen just rolls his eyes.

Coming within inches of his brother's face, Jacob warns, "I would not joke about this, Allen. You can trade your soul for Jessica's life. It is my job to know about all things unnatural, strange, and weird. Based off how much you cared for Jessica, I figured that you might want to take the offer. The only thing is I warn you, your soul will be sold to a demon. He will come back in ten years to collect your soul, and Jessica will be alive that entire time." Handing Allen a folded piece of paper, Jacob adds, "These are the instructions. Believe me on not, but I do know about these kinds of things."

As Jacob walks away, Allen holds him back and asks, "What do you want me to do? Believe in your mumbo jumbo and make a deal with the devil?"

"Not the devil. A demon," Jacob corrects.

Interjecting himself into the conversation, Jaden says, "Uncle Allen, we just thought that you deserved to know that there is one way to bring back Jessica. What you do with what we say is all up to you." He starts to walk back to the car with his dad before he stops and turns around, "If it was me, I would not sell my soul." Then Jaden and his dad drive off in their old pickup truck.

Later that night, Allen finds himself at a crossroads. He does not believe in his brother's nonsense. At the same time, what does he have to lose?