"The police said your 'proof' was nothing. And yet, here you are, giving your heart away on nothing but a hunch."
"My hunches are always right. I've never been wrong before."
The woman was levitating in an abyss. It was strange; she could see perfectly fine, but all around her was dark. Her nude body was hidden, by what, she didn't know. Her white hair was floating all around her, and in the strange darkness, it glowed.
"There's always a first for everything." The voice echoed, with no solid source. It was smooth and accented, and belonged to a male.
"You said you were a demon," she snapped. "Aren't you supposed to pressure me into making this deal? And I thought I was trading my soul, like the book said. Not my heart."
There was a chuckle. "Just making sure you are prepared for the contract, since you are obviously ill advised. Mortal books are rarely correct."
"Well I am prepared, despite the book being wrong."
"Very well. I will help you discover those responsible for the deaths of your loved ones, and in return, I receive your heart."
"Deal."