A Peek Can’t Hurt

You poke your head in. The room is impressive. It has a cave like atmosphere, with an eerie red light. The throne in the middle of the room seems to be constructed with human bones and skulls.

The man sitting in the throne is handsome, but a bit of a letdown. He looks decidedly human. His hair is dark. He wears an expensive gray pinstripe suit. He stands up. He is tall and fills out the suit well.

You start to leave.

“Wait, darling. You have the look of a girl who has lost something.” He says in a delightful British accent.

You freeze. He is a remarkably perceptive actor.

He waves his hand and a scroll appears in his hand.

“Simply sign on the dotted line dear, and I can help you find what you desire.”

You begin to tear up. You stop yourself. “I very much doubt you can bring me back what I’ve lost.”

“Try me darling.”

You laugh. “I want my mother alive again.”

“Ah, a challenging request. Especially since she isn’t in my realm. Still I think I can make it happen. Just sign the dotted line darling.”

“You’re kidding.”

“I never kid, darling. So do we have a deal?”

You should keep up with Asia, you don't have time for this nonsense. He smiles at you confidently. Still what do you have to lose.