the price of success

Creeeek! Creeeek! Woof woofwoof! The hair on the back of my neck stands on end had it really been 10 years? I sit on the couch as the hounds outside my door try to claw there way in. I reflect on my life the empire I made in business all for nothing. Ten years ago I was a failing businessman who's wife was expecting and couldn't provide for my family...lets face it I was a loser. So when a man came to me and said hed help me get my business back on track and I'd bbe able to provide for my family I figured what did I have to lose. I asked him the catch of course he said it wasn't anything to worry about it's be 10 years before he would come to collect and by then I would be so rich money wouldn't be an issue or the deal would be nullified. I figured it was a good deal till now. Wife died in a car crash a week later and so did the baby..my baby boy. Afterwords I poured my heart in soul into the business and I made bank. Now with he'll hounds before me with those red eyes that make men cry in fear he finally appears. The devil himself the same man I saw all those years ago. He wants his percentage it's not much only 100% of my soul he laughs. I find his humor disgusting myself. The chains of Hell bind my wrists and I'm dragged away. I wonder what my company will think but it's not uncommon for people to go missing when they're rich I suppose. The things I see as I'm given the "brand" tour is too horrifying for words. I see every toucher device ever made and some that haven't been invented yet. Some people burn, some are stretched or have their nails and teeth ripped out. From what I've seen so far they have it easy. Some are brought to the brink of insanity but never allowed to cross into the void....and the last thing I think of before the gate shuts is of my wife and son. Taken from me by the man in front of me and then the gate shuts and my eternal screams begin.