I couldn’t help but smile as I plunged my knife into the man’s neck again and again, knowing that it was finally almost over. Knowing that it would all be worth it.
I dipped my hand into his blood and drew the pentagram on the floor, as I had been instructed to. As I had done over and over for the last 2 years, 4 months, and 27 days.
I hardly noticed the sulfur scent anymore, didn’t even blink when the flames shot up and the demon emerged. I just stared into his cold black eyes as he snapped his fingers and the man’s soul was drug down to hell.
"It’s done", I shouted. "500 souls in exchange for her, returned to me just the way I remember her."
The demon nodded his horrible head towards me, and there she was, just as I remembered!
She didn’t look a day older than the last time I saw her. The pink-tipped fingernails. The red and white ice cream shop uniform. Her hair in a ponytail, pulled back through the hat with the cone on the top. She was even lying on the floor with the bullet hole above her left eye where the robber had shot her. Just the way I remembered.
I could only scream her name as the demon disappeared back into the flames.