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The hellfire twirls around you with a deafening CRACK, and when it recedes you’re face to face with the cowpoke once more!

“Remember that guy we killed in the Swoos Lounge, Ant?” RED snickers, as if remembering a dirty joke, “I want a few more lives, that’s all!”

Pausing to rub his pointy chin, the cowboy’s tone goes a little softer!

“And before you ask, no: I’m not asking you to snuff out your little friends…”

The flames die down as RED leans in for your response.

“Oh, and don’t worry about hurting my feelings if you refuse… I’ll get those souls one way or another…” Even without eyes or a mouth, you can still sense a mischievous tilt in his voice.

“But believe me when I say this will be one of your last chances to do right by me, pardner.”

The tension is thicker than the greasebergs that would accumulate in the fryers at work… if he could kill you he’d have done it by now… so maybe he genuinely IS enjoying your antics?

You hate to admit it, but RED has a point: whether you accept or refuse, he’s still got your soul when you croak. Doing a favor or refusing one won’t change much…

But do you really want to do this guy’s bidding? Even if your powers are indirectly from him?

What say ye?
>Okay, RED. I’ll do it.
>No means NO, RED.
>Can I get back to you later?
>You wanna ask him about something else!
>What souls would I be hunting, exactly?
>I want to negotiate a bit–memories aren’t enough!
>Stay silent! He’ll think you disappeared!
>Write-In!