Turn her down

No, that she wants to pay makes it even creepier. What kind of profit could mary possibly give her. "I'm sorry, but the answer is still no." she wasn't a product.

The Lady shrugged. "suit yourself then." she turned around and got back inside her carriage, dissapearing in the night.

The cold darkness surrounding her again. And once again it was freezing. She was all alone. She began to think she had made the wrong decision. What could possibly be worse than this.

She lit another match and to her dismay found that it was the last one. She was never going to be able to go home. The light went out and she wrapped her arms around herself. She lay down shaking heavily. Trying to warm herself with her hands. She couldn't fight this anymore. She closed her eyes and let the darkness sink in.

The matchstick in front of her faded out as the light in her eyes did the same.