“Give me your soul,” he sneered.

“Um.. I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean…” How do I give someone my soul?

I curtsied and smiled.

I looked up an saw his yellow eyes flash with rage. I hope he doesn’t kill me.

“I’M HUNGRY! GIVE ME YOUR SOUL!”

He snarled while thrashing around like a rabid fox. A wad of his spit flew off of him and landed on my lower lip. Why is my lip numb?

My jaw froze and with a wave my body was completely paralyzed. I was lifted into the air by absolutely nothing and rattled around like a rag doll. When gravity caught a hold, I was hurdled to the ground. Woozy from the fall, I began to feel nasueous.

I gasped for air as my throat became thick and I salivated heavily onto my lap. In a flash of heat and sweat, I strained my body and out came a soul. It was thick and black with a glowing red center.

“You’ve got a black soul?!!”

I stared blankly at him, drained of any feelings.

“But everyone knows that people with black souls always…”

I wish I hadn’t passed out.