I arrived late to the house that day, I had had a few drinks with some friends. When I entered, I felt a strong perfume and a cold running down my spine, I was afraid and I didn't know why. I followed the trail of the enigmatic smell to the door of my office, there I sat, it looked at me with those strong blue eyes like the clear sky of any sunny day.

Panicking, I saw him holding a dagger in his hand and I could only see a small, almost imperceptible, sideways smile. Suddenly, his eyes began to change color and when he thought the terror would leave me, he counterattacked and held me still like a statue.

He just stood up, came closer and handed me the dagger. He said "If you don't do it, I will", and gently led me to the next mirror at the end of the hall. When I saw his eyes made fire, I understood what was happening, I sold my soul to him... for you, so that he would let you live. He only came to collect what was due to him, so it was my turn to pay.