“ ‘Gur-tuuuh’…. What is Faust?”
“Faust
is a doctor who sells his soul to the Devil. Or, well, to the devil’s agent,
Mephistopheles. In return, Faust gets
all the worldly power and knowledge a man could hope for.”
She lit
a cigarette; stared at me openly.
“It’s a
bet,” I finished. “A bet between the
Devil and God, just to see what would happen.”
Smoke
oozed from her mouth. “What happened?”
“Faust
goes to Hell.
“He
tries to repent, but he goes to Hell.”
She
nodded.
I
shouldn’t be fucking this girl.
I
shouldn’t be alone with her, naked in a hotel room.
I
shouldn’t be here at all.
“Could
I make a phone call? I forgot I need to
call a friend.”
“Sure,”
I said, pulling my shirt on.
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