You met this man on an app he made a few days ago, demanding your soul. You two made a bet that he couldn't get your soul in a week. And now?

You were staring at him as he levitated outside your window, though he didn’t seem to want to take your soul.

How could a man offering you such beautiful flowers be trying to take your soul in this moment?

“Open the window just a crack, so I can give you these.” He gestured to the bright and colourful flowers he was holding.

Will you open it?