Pink umbrella in hand, a girl skipped down the road. Her brown hair slid down her shoulders, bright pink T-shirt adorning her shoulders. Her left hand, which held a brown basket full of candy, was swinging side to side. With a peaceful expression she skipped down the street.

With hurried steps she scurried down the road. Her yellow stalkings reflected onto the golden wet pavement. With a swing of her wrist she flicked her basket into the air. Her gumdrop candy glinted as they rose, falling back down before even leaving the basket. Throwing her head back she stared up at the dark grey sky as its tears poured down.

She took a deep breath while admiring the beauty around her. Humming a small tune, she continued on her way. Rainwater sprayed as her heels hit the ground when suddenly, the sound of steps echoed in her ears.

Startled, she whipped her head around, staring at the figure before her. He stood silently in the downpour, holding up only an umbrella. His skin glinted greenish-white, if what was there could be called skin. With only two white globes for eyes, and a hole for a nose he seemed to stare deep into her soul.

They stood there silently when without a warning, the girl gave a smile. She tossed aside her basket letting it fall to the ground. The gumdrops clinked and clanked as their pastel shells hit the ground, blending into the falling water like gumdrop rain.

“I’ve been waiting.”

“Dear spirits and gods, hear my prayers. In exchange for blood, grant my wish. Take this one’s humble heart and with it take vengeance upon my enemies.”

With jubilant eyes I gazed upon the golden statue in front of me.

“May the roads be flooded with their blood, and their minds torn asunder.”

With clenched fists I stared down at the golden encrusted dagger. It’s slim blade tapered down to a beautifully sharp edge, with deceitfully lovely engravings. It seemed to tell a story, one which I could not understand, all I could make out was the last image. A large beast stood hunched over their heart, almost piously.

My heart clouded with shadow for only a second before I reached for the dagger’s hilt. With trembling hands I placed it before my heart.

With this, I could get revenge, my life would be complete. There would be no regret.

Without hesitation I plunged it into my beating.

Within seconds I heard the wailing. The cries of the dead, they cursed and mourned for the most unnatural of sacrifices: the most deceitful curse. The sound echoed all around me, seemingly never ending. All too late, I realized what I had done.

There was no completeness, only emptiness. I was fates fool, but there would be no going back.

Soon after, I was overcome by tremendous pain. My body itched and burned as it bubbled and protruded outwards in unnatural directions. Lips were bitten bloody amongst the endless screams as I was quickly overtaken by darkness. The world dimmed quickly, conscious thought turned to instinct.

I had sold my humanity for a drop of blood.