David was terrified. Jasper had fallen off a cliff, and he'd wached it happen.

He looked down and staref at the darkness, tears begging to form in his eyes.

"He's dead. He's dead and we witnessed it."

Mr. Cambell didn't reply. Just at David was about to turn around, his back suddenly pulsed with pain. He tried to scream, but all that came out of his mouth was a gurgle and then he was falling, falling into nothingness.

He woke with a start.

The walls were white. The floor was white. The ceiling was white. Everything was white. It scared him. He turned around and was surprised to see a scroll of some sorts, floating up and down. He read the words quickly.

Victim: David Price

Death: Stabbed

Do you wish to continue?

What was he supposed to do? There was a pen next to the scroll. In the blank place under the text, he wrote yes, guessing at his actions.

Choose your payment.

Cancel Choose

David circled the second option. The text faded away and reapeared again.

Payment

Your soul

Imprisonment in Camp Campbell

Closest family member

First born child

Imput your own

David thought about it. He finally decided that Camp Campbell wasn't that bad to spend eternity in, he guessed. He circled the second, and the text faded and reapered again.

Thank you for choosing to stay among the living!

Have a nice day!

The scroll disappeared and everything slowly faded to black.