He seduced you with promises from your wildest dreams, led you too close to the edge then waited for you to descend into the chasm. It was inevitable. Everyone had that something they wanted badly enough to lose everything for. The logic was iron clad and so was the contract.
Subtlety was key; he never let you fully comprehend what you were getting yourself into, not until it was too late.
Whatever he did for you first was always a favour, in exactly the same way a drug dealer gave you the first one for free and the subsequent ones at a discount until you were hooked, and then he owned you. Nothing is for free, it’s an investment if you will, and he was after all, in a fashion a businessman in a high stakes enterprise.
He called himself The Doctor of needful things, and sold dreams for the bargain price of something that you seemed to have no use of except to losing it, innocence is such a priceless thing to lose. He preyed on the lost mostly but he was an equal opportunity dealer, everyone deserved a chance to be enticed into a life of decadence. He dangled a forbidden fruit in front of you and let you take a bite, as chains too light to feel until they were too strong to be broken ensnared you.
The Doctor cleared his throat and spoke in his trademark reassuringly hypnotic voice “So my dear boy X, tell me what is it that you want, what do you really really want………..”
~THE END for now
My #blogbattle entry this week themed chasm….. and if you just joining and wondering whats going on, NewsFlash: me too I don’t know yet but it will be fun finding out and the story continued from HERE so you know the story so far ^_^
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