Lucifer’s Throne Room

“Why don’t we hit Lucifer’s throne room on the way?”

You’re happy Julia is getting into the spirit of things.

“That sounds cool.”

You reach the ornate door and Taylor looks at you. “You first.”

You open the door and walk in. The girls are two steps behind you, trying to hide in your shadow.

You admire the room. It is like a cave, with realistic stalactites and stalagmites. The room is lit with a reddish light making everything look a bit crimson.

In the center of the room is an ornate throne, which is made from incredibly realistic human skulls. Sitting in the throne is a man with greased back, black hair and wearing an expensive black silk suit.

He walks toward you.

“Hello girls. What can I help you with?”

His accent is British and his voice is smooth.

“We just wanted to see Lucifer’s throne.”

He keeps walking toward you. “Are you sure that’s all you want?” He leans in and whispers. “Don’t you want to be smart, smarter than Julia, smarter than everyone?”

Your jaw drops. He seems to know exactly what you desire.

“So, I suppose it would cost me my soul.” You whisper back.

“Nothing so gauche, you’re a visitor here. Just sign this parchment and owe me a favor.”

As if from thin air, he pulls out a piece of parchment.

“So do I sign in blood?”

He laughs and produces a pen in his other hand as if by magic.

“I do love modern inventions, a ball point pen will do.”

You take the pen as Julia and Taylor watch from a safe distance. You click it. Are you really going to sign this?