The First Night

The next night, at exactly 3:33 A.M., the demon burst from the ceiling, covered in small fires.  I asked him where he had been, and he cited traffic in the underworld as his cause for tardiness.  At any rate, I challenged him to present his first point.  He pulled out a crisp Excel graph detailing the comparative wealth of those who eventually lost their souls, and those who went to an eternal reward in Heaven.  I examined the graph, then started to laugh at the little corrupter of soul.
“Wait a minute, wait a minute,” I laughed, “does being evil bring great wealth, or does great wealth make you evil?  Because it looks here like the second option is what’s happening.  Why would I want money if it automatically sides me with you?”  The demon stared at me for a few seconds in frustration, then tore his chart in half and disappeared.  I laughed myself to sleep that night.

Table of Contents
Prelude
The First Night
The Second Night
The Third Night
The Fourth Night
The Fifth Night
The Sixth Night
The Seventh Night
The Eigth Night
The Ninth Night
The Tenth Night
Epilogue


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