I tried to ignore the devil’s laughter as my eyes focused on the dice as it spun, and it spun and it spun and it spun and it spun and it spun. I heard whispers in my ear, taunting me to throw the game. I could feel the heat of the devil’s breath on my neck as I took a deep breath and threw the dice. It bounced around before finally landing on the number six.
I let out a sigh of relief, thinking that I had finally won my soul back from the devil. But as I looked up at him, I saw the evil grin on his face, and I realized that something was wrong.
“I’m sorry, my dear,” the devil said, still smiling. “But I forgot to mention that there’s a catch.”
I froze as he explained that if I rolled a six, I would be allowed to leave, but only for a short amount of time. The devil had planned to lure me into a false sense of security before dragging me back to hell.
As I tried to run, I felt the ground slip beneath my feet. My screams echoed through the dark abyss as the devil laughed maniacally in the distance. There was no escape. I was trapped forever in the devil’s game, a prisoner to my own mistake.