Please

Brianna was shocked when she heard the commotion downstairs. Afraid something had happened, Brianna rushed downstairs. When Brianna saw the mess in the living room and Satan clutching his head with blood-dripping hands, she froze on her spot. This was not something she thought of.

"You are you, and you cannot control me. Leave me!" Satan's body trembled as he yelled. It seemed as if he was in great struggle and pain.

"Wha... it is happening?" Brianna stammered as she stood on the staircase. She was afraid of going near him. He had caused her enough harm, and she couldn't bear more blows.

"Please help me!" Satan extended his bloody hand. His eyes were blood red. Brianna had never seen Satan like this. The usual coldness and cunning look in his eyes were long gone, and his eyes were pleading with her to grab his hand and pull him out of the abyss. Satan's eyes were screaming with misery and loneliness.

"No!" Brianna thought it was his other tactic to deceive her and backed out.

"Please!