Damned in the house of hope For years, decades if not centuries, you have been the devil's assistant, always at his side, whether in business or in private, you were his right hand, especially when it came to his amusement. Yet he treated you well, better than many others, he liked you, even if he would never admit it.

And so, one evening he called you into his chambers. The moment you stepped inside he looked at you "My little mouse...come..." he held a hand out to you, "Dance with me.“