You’re the last person on earth. Death comes to collect your soul, but decides not to. Why?

“So, it’s agreed. You get another twenty years in exchange for…”

“A hundred souls a year.”

“And how do you plan on holding up your end?”

John held up the keys to the local superstore.

“I’ll open the doors one minute late on Black Friday.”


Prompt originally posted by Todd_Cross on reddit and received 2 upvotes.

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