*You're here today because you want to sin, but you need a little extra help, correct?*
"Yes, sir..." the boy stammered, "but... I don't want to lose my soul."
*I see. Well, why don't we make a game out of it then?*
The frail, pale kid looked up nervously. "What do you mean?"
*Give me three chances to guess your sin. If I'm unsuccessful, then I will give you the ability to carry it out, free from persecution or consequence up on Earth above. But if I do guess it correctly...
then we both get what we want. What do you say?*
Jason thought for a moment. "Okay... deal."
The devil stared into the boy's eyes. He could detect a hint of longing and desire. There was a girl on his mind.
*It must be Lust. My boy, there's nothing to be ashamed of, I--*
"No! I mean, it's my stepsister... but not like that!"
The devil chuckled. *No? Well then, let me try again.*
The boy had given away a clue, at least. It involved his stepsister.
*I'm sensing something particularly wicked. Something dirty. You're certain it's not Lust? Well then it must be... Wrath. Ah yes, my personal favorite--*
"No," Jason interrupted, almost ashamedly. "It's not wrath either..."
Now the devil was admittedly surprised. This was normally a very easy game for him. The kid was obviously teeming with violent and perverse tendencies, but what could they be? Envy? No...
he was missing something. There was such a deep *wanting* in those eyes... The devil hadn't met someone with a hunger like this in a long time. A hunger so ravenous, a--