The night

I read the paper two times. i got the box ready, put the indgridents inside and said a prayer. i didnt expect it to work, but it did. I looked up to see a black hooded creature. He made the rules very clear. I hade four years to enjoy my wish, then i would go and get more demons, if I refused I would be tourtured for eternaity. I said i under stood. I wished for my family, to be alive and well again. And for four whole years I had them, My daughter,My wife and my mom. Then at the last day of the fourth year I woke up and saw an empty house, I knew what had happend and the pain that was first there was ten times worse. i felt them In the fires of hell, i heard them screaming. My arms and legs dissapred, My eyes, they saw things diffrently. I could smell buring flesh and fire. the house was on fire.I panicked until it swelled me in. All around me there was fire and soon the screams where all around me, Sounds of my child, my beatiful child, sobbing asking for it to stop. Then I saw them. They where all in chains, they where on fire, Flesh was peeling off, The hair was burnt off and when they where notjhing but bones they came together again, i watched for a soild five times before I couldnt watch anymore. It scared me, but the worst part was that i felt calm. I turned and saw the hooded figure once again;. he told me it was time to pay. that it wasnt gonna be fun, but it would be better then their fate. he gave me a list of people who where going to call me and their history. Rihgt at noon, like the list said, I was called and pulled by an invsiable fource to a cross roads. A women in her twentys wished for a hot boyfriend after I explained the rules to ehr. I mumbled the spell he taught me and was ushered into the red fires. for the first week or so it was like that, some old drunk person asking for a dumb thing like a million dollars, of a husbend, even to get laid. But one night I looked down at the list and saw that it listed a four year old girl. Surly this cant be right, she would die at eight and that was far to young to capture souls. I found the black hooded figure and told him my thoughts. You know what he said? That he never said that this was easy, that I had to suck it up. Son enough I was again pulle dinto the night air and a little girl stood in the middle. She was crying and holiding a bear. She looked up and saw me. her eyes gave a llok of pain and fear, but also relife. I had to bend down to see in her eyes, all the pain flooded me. He eyes looked like my daughters,a dn shuddenly the image of them mealting int he fire was in my mind. I carefully explained the rules to her, trying to make her change her mind, but she understood, I know that for a fact, but it was too soon, she was too young and the pain was too fresh, and it hit too close to home.

" i want my mommy and daddy back"

She may have mumbled that but it seemed that she was screaming it. Tears pooled in ehr eyes threating to spill over. I wanted to hug her but I know the only thing she would feel was coldness and death. I did touch her head and she shivered away from the cold, but I saw enough. Her mother and father trapped in the car, her yelling, the glass, her oping her eyes in the hospital bed, the look of the doctors when she asked her parents and the abuse from her aunt now. Worst the blame. In her mind she might of well have been the drunk driver. She had asked for a doll for a few months and she had finally gotten the answer, they where coming home from the store, her dad being funny and making it talk, then the crash. i went though the menatal list of names in hell and theres wasnt in there, i wanted to tell her but we wernt aloud to talk after the rules. I thought and thought, The way this worked is if they where to be brought back alive, they wold die again and she most likly would too, but they would all suffer. the fires would consume them and their voices would mix with the rest. This litle girl desreved better.

"I aid I want my mommy and daddy back, Why wont you work!" She sat down and looked deflated and started to sob.

"Yeah, why wont it work?"

I looked back and saw the dark hood again

I told him that I couldnt do this, that it was killing a child, that there sould be some rules or guidelines. He started to take off his hood and inside was a dark pit, With eyes filled of fire. Looking at them I felt the burn. My skin sizzled and I couldnt hold back the scream anymore. he pulled it back over his face and told me to take her, o that would be waiting for me forever. I wanted to, but if I did then thats what would wait the little girl. I again said no. He toched me and I felt fire agian and I couldnt move. He grabed the sword from his side and walke dover to the little girl. She must have seen him because she looked gratifula dn awating. He hugged her and she cried and thanked him. looked down and he pulled back his hood. She was screaming so loud my ears felt like they where going to burst. The nosie hurt more then the fire that she was feeling. her skin was bubbling now and I didnt known what to do. Right as her energy was almost gone, the hood found his way over his eyes. She looked like a mummy in some places, he skin was charred and falling off, her eyes where no longer blue, instead they where haging down by a thread and redness was all they chould see. He touched her and her little mouth opended. A little blue mist came out, it was shapped like a bunny. It found its way into his black mouth and she slumbed over. Alive but somehting was diffrent. He touched her and this time within a neno second fo death he took his sword adn swung it. In one swift motion he body slumbed and her head rolled off, still on fire. Now for you he told me. He touched me and despit all my effort I found my mouth opening. i elt the coolness come out of me. A blue mist shaped like a baby. Then I blacked out. That leads me to now. I sit in the fire with the smell of wet grass and death. fire burns though us all. My daughter has stopped yelling and the little girl sits next to her weeping but not sobbing, Lookign to me for comfort. As for my wife, her hair even though its black still has its beatiuy and so does my daughters. I hold her in the fire and will never let her go again, I hold her just like I did years ago, but this time for once and for all.