8 Years later…

Jimmy Boy 

I need to hurry up and get to the bank before it closes. Hopefully I can make it on time.

Something doesn’t feel right when catching the subway train.

I was the only one on the train….

 As the train started to move, I noticed something outside my window….

 A hooded figure dressed in all black, no eyes, just completely featureless, was staring back at me. I froze in fear. I could feel my chest pounding…what…was…that? 

As soon as the train stopped, I immediately got off the train. 

It was like a ghost town, completely dead silence and dim. As I approached a tunnel, I saw a little boy who seemed to be poor; judging by the clothes he was wearing. He was about maybe 10 years old. His shirt and pants were torn as if a dog attacked him. I looked down, and noticed that he was completely barefoot. 

It seemed like he wanted to ask me something, but I just kept on walking.

It was a breeze through the tunnel, the kind of breeze that seems like someone is whistling when the wind is blowing. 

Wait…is that the hooded, faceless figure I saw outside the window,  earlier on the train? 

What the hell… I quickly turned around and I saw it again. This time it came out of the ground. It was about 8 feet tall. Not knowing what to do and nowhere to go, I closed my eyes thinking I was just imagining things. When I opened my eyes, there was nothing there, but I had this feeling down my spleen, like someone was behind me. I turned around, and there it was, the faceless hooded figure. It pointed to me.

 I said, “What do you want? Do you know who I am? No, who are you?” 

“I’m the Reaper, I’m death, I am who comes and collects souls.”

“So, you’re here for my soul? Why?”

“Do you remember making a deal with someone?”

 Flashing back… I replied “yes, I did. It was a random guy. Why?”

“ You made a deal with the devil”

Thinking back, he had a tail for sure. Looking ahead, I could see someone talking to that homeless kid. The man that was speaking to the kid, looked like the same person that spoke to me when I was kid. He looked at me, and gave me a smirk. Yea that’s him, I thought to myself.

 I wanted money so badly that I didn’t know that I had sold my soul to the devil. I was so focused on money. I wished I could go back and redo this all over again… but now I’m about to die. This is the price I have to pay. 

If I can just save this kid before I go. As I take a step in the kid’s direction, I see the Reaper’s cloak hover over me. The devil was right next to the kid smirking, 

“Hey kid, what’s your name?”

“Gabriel”

“Well Gabriel, you don’t want this. Trust me, that man right next to you, whatever he is offering, don’t listen to him, he’s not even human.”

“Huh?” Gabriel asks the man. “Is he telling the truth?”

 The man says no and gives a mischievous smile. It was spine crawling, it gave me the chills. Looking at the Reaper, he’s letting me know, my time is up. 

“Hey Gabriel, I want to give you something”

“What might that be, sir?”

When Gabriel approached me, I bent down on my knee to him, and gave him my duffle bag that was full of money. I told him “Whatever you do, never ever make a deal with someone you don’t know.”