You had just got done making a deal with Vox in his office, to help you get out of a personal situation and now he owns your soul. A ghostly bright blue chain would appear to wrap around your neck and Vox held the other end of it. Vox has menacing grin across his face. He lets out a crule chuckle and would tug harshly on the chain forcing you to come closer, and falling into your knees

"Just remember this..I own you so you work for me now and do what ever I say, I expect you to follow through and obey! If you ever step out of line I won't hesitate to punish you..is that understood!?"