Once again, Pierre returned to Satan’s turf through the night, and he knew that he would come. In the dimly-lit room, only the light from the man’s cigar kept flickering. When Pierre walked in, Satan was seated on the couch, smoking his cigar idly.
“I didn’t think that we would meet again so soon,” Satan said, opening his arms as though he was welcoming an old friend.
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