"Our Contract will Never Expire!"

He holds you up higher, and you can feel an emptiness and hopelessness inside yourself that you never thought you would experience. All of your dreams... crushed. All of your friends are never allowed to see you again. All that was left was an evil manic of a ghost that was your only companion... forever.

He smirks, bringing you in close and whispering in your ear.

"Our contract will NEVER expire."

This came from my one-shot book on Quotve, Blood-covered Roses.