I slowly awaken, and sit up my face in my hands, with a heavy sigh of relief I think "it was all just a dream, just one of the many I've had since that first night." Terror floods through my veins when a deep, demonic voice says "I am afraid not, dear Kirsty", I jump up and look around noticing I was in a room. I turn and look behind me to see him, he was standing by a wall with weapons adorning the length of it, and I had no doubt that they weren't just for decoration. He approaches me, for each step he takes I mirror it by taking one in retreat; trying to keep the fear from my voice I asked "where are we?" He smirks at me and says "this is where you shall be staying for the rest of your eternity, with me."

My eyes narrow and I find what is left of my courage, "what do you mean, with you?" my back hits a stone wall and he stops in front of me, I force myself to look up into his obsidian eyes. "You have been mine ever since you opened the box dear girl, I have waited for years, each time you returned to me by chance or I would like to think, fate. Each time you have appealed to me and I have spared you on a whim, your numerous deals would make a cross roads demon ashamed. I have waited for you Kirsty, and I shall have you!" His eyes almost seem to burn me with the intensity of his stare; I bow my head and look at the floor. "Why choose me? I am no better than any other human our there, so what, I can make a few good deals, what makes you so sure about me?" I asked.

He reaches out and touches my cheek so fast I don't have time to flinch away. I feel a sudden surge of this energy I can't explain, his touch is warm, yet he seems to radiate coldness. I gasp and my eyes widen in shock as I meet his gaze, "when I touch you, do you not feel this? This is why I am so sure, I have never felt this connection with another soul, in all my years of darkness; you are the only one who does not truly fear me. When I look in your eyes, they widen but not in fear, but in surprise." His fingers trail down my cheek in a gentle manner I never thought he could possess, my eyes never leaving his. A voice in my head tells me to give in and embrace this feeling, but the voices of my past remind me what he really is.

I draw away from him and push myself as far into the wall as I can, my eyes harden and voice turns to acid "I can't feel that way, not with you, you who have taken all that I loved." His hand drops and his eyes pierce me in the very core of my being, dread washes over and I feel as if I have made the worst mistake of my life and sealed my fate. "You can't or you won't, Kirsty I ask you one thing, listen to your heart and not your mind, I have to tend to matters, feel free to explore this room, and think on what I have said; before you try though do not waste your time there isn't an escape." He turns and seems to dissolve into the shadows of the far wall; I sigh in relief and look around at the room.

I see that the room I am in is pretty barren; in the middle of the room is a bed, with dark blue and black sheets. To my left there is a door, and on the wall to my right is an ornate chest, I make my way over it and lift the latch, inside are many garments for a female. I close the trunk and turn towards the only door and slowly wrap my hand around the knob and turn it pushing the door open, revealing a lavish ornate styled bathroom. A tall shower with frosted glass and porcelain fixtures, along with a sink and toilet that matches; a small cabinet reveal many products like shampoo, soup, extra toilet paper, the works. It seems he spared no expense to make my stay at least a little comfortable, this couldn't be his; I turn and see a tub that has stairs leading to the floor and into the deep tub, it is almost as long as the room is wide. I smile faintly and walk back into the bedroom and sink onto the soft bed, thoughts of what he said plague me.