Your father was what people called a macho-man, a man who only wanted to have sons. He was overjoyed when Antony your older brother was born. When he heard he was having twins, he was happy. When you and your brother David were born, he was despaired. Years later, he found out he had cancer and wouldn't live long. So he made a deal with Satan, of granting him 15 years of life if he sold one of his children souls, and of course he chose you. So once you die, you'd go to hell, no matter how much you pray.

You sleep in a small, dark room with a bed you didn't fit in. When you saw it. In your closet, it was pale, with gaunt, sunken eyes and a gaping mouth. Whenever the moonlight hit it, it revealed him wearing a formal black suit with gray tie. A mask on his face.. It's long and bony fingers wrapped on the closet door. There was no question that this thing was a demon. Just staring at you, unmoving.

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