The demon was tall and muscular, with red eyes that gleamed in the darkness. Its skin was a deep black, and its claws were sharp and deadly. The demon starts talking to her. 'Why are you here?' The demon's voice was deep and guttural, and it sent a shiver down her spine. 'I-I don't know.' She stammered, her heart racing in her chest. 'You are in danger. You should leave before it's too late.' What are you talking about? What do you mean?' 'Your husband made a deal with me. I gave him power, and in return he promised to give me your soul. But he tried to double-cross me, so I took his soul instead. Now I am here for yours.' The demon steps closer to her, its eyes never leaving her face. 'Please, don't hurt me.' She begged, her voice shaking. 'I have no intention of hurting you. But I will take your soul. It is what I was promised.' The demon reaches out to touch her, and she feels a cold chill enter her body. She closes her eyes and recites a prayer. When she opens her eyes again, the demon is gone.