“Not me,” the towering demon grumbled
“Me neither,” the well-dressed man mumbled.
“What?” Bob asked with wide eyes.
“Then what happens? Where do I go, guys?”
They both shook their heads.
Satan spoke; his annoyance evident.
“You already chose your soul’s road.”
Satan nodded at Bob’s clear node.
“That node cost your soul,” Satan said.
“You belong to Sharp Development.”
