SM:Get His Attention

From Create Your Own Story

Despite everything screaming at you to do otherwise, you step toward him and tap him on the shoulder.

He stops rambling, and slowly turns his head to face you.

"Oh gods... " he utters.

"What is it?" you ask.

"Forgive me... for I have sinned," he says, then reaches into his jacket and withdraws a handgun. You don't have time to react as he immediately turns it on you and pulls the trigger.

The muzzle flash of the first shot is blindingly bright, and you shield your face with your arms. You feel no bullets hit you, but the reason becomes obvious when you lower your arms and find you aren't standing outside the church anymore. You find yourself standing in a black abyss, nothing but darkness all around you.

"My, my... now that was exciting. I kept wondering... Would you do it? Would you get closer? Or would sense prevail?" a voice says from somewhere behind you. You immediately recognize it as the one you heard when you signed that contract.

You turn, and find some kind of phantom waiting there for you. It consists of a hooded black cloak and featureless, white porcelain mask where the face should be. Behind the eyes of the mask you see only black.

"I've come to collect. You failed," the phantom says, gleefully.

"But I still have time left!" you insist.

"You didn't read the fine print on the back of the contract? Oh well, it's too late now. You are mine and there is nothing you can do about it," the phantom says, then turns and floats away.

Your legs force you to follow it, and try as you might you can't get control of them back.

"We are going to have so much fun together for such a long time... " the phantom says, followed by emitting a cruel, haunting laughter.

The laugh chills you to your very core, and you get the strong feeling from that comment that even after you have repaid your debt, this phantom is not going to set you free like it promised.


Game Over: You belong to the Phantom now, and forever.

Restart -- Quit
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