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Dance With The Devil

Dec 05, 20217 minSeason 1Ep. 7
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Episode description

Dance With The Devil is the seventh horror fiction story release by Tremorphonic.

A salesman finds himself at the gates of hell and tries to charm his way out of his terrifying destiny. The gatekeeper gives him one final chance to change his fate.

Tremorphonic - The Sounds of Fear - is a collection of horror audio stories in a mixture of storytelling styles that are best served by the audio format.

Transcript

Welcome to Tremorphonic audio stories. Tremorphonic - the sounds of fear - is a collection of  original horror stories presented in audio format. Today's story, Dance With The Devil, was  written as a project of passion and is free to listen to. Please visit Tremorphonic.com  follow our @tremorphonic social media and podcast accounts, and share our posts and stories to  a wider audience. You can find us on Patreon

if you want to support the development of  future stories. This is Dance With The Devil. "What brings me here?" The salesman pondered as  he looked around in awe. A darkened landscape, cracked and black, a dust cloud covered floor.  Before him stood two vast iron gates with intricate woven thorns. As he looked up... and up,  they wound and grew emblazoned crests of horns. "What is this hell?" The salesman  spake as he began to tremble.

"Exactly that! At least, beyond.  This is just where we assemble." The voice came from a gaunt cloaked  figure, he towered ten feet above. His horns augment him further still, a  scroll in hand, his fingers - bones degloved. "The gate is mine, and here I see  inscribed why you fell before me. Your life is forfeit, prepare yourself,  this journey will..."

"wait, wait, wait, hold up! Stop with the grand impression that this is my  fate and completely unchangeable. I know how these things work, I spent my life convincing people  of things that they never thought they'd believe, there must be something I can do? I've seen those  movies... let's play a game! If I win, I get another chance to better myself!" Unflinching, the gatekeeper bent down to the man, "Your arrogance astounds me,

but here is your chance. If you can best  me in a battle of wits I will reconsider." "So if you win, my soul is yours here in the  depths of this torrid place, But if I win, you take me back to where I was before so  that I can try again to earn my place above? The gatekeeper paused and nodded once agreeing  to the terms. "What puzzle could you possibly give me that I cannot solve?" The salesman thought long and hard, these words could be his only salvation.

Suddenly a grin crossed his face  as a moment of inspiration hit. "Once it begins it has no end, but  all that begins will reach this end." The gatekeeper took a few moments before he  accepted defeat. "Alas, my fellow, you have succeeded. I am baffled and have no response. Pray tell,  what was the answer?" "Death! a topic so close to your heart! Death ends when it begins and ends all  that begins. I've won! I've earned my second chance.

Take me back." With that, the gatekeeper waved his bony clawed hand. "With pleasure." "So if you win, my soul is yours here in the  depths of this torrid place, But if I win, you take me back to where I was before so  that I can try again to earn my place above? The gatekeeper paused and nodded once agreeing  to the terms. "What puzzle could you possibly give me that I cannot solve?" The salesman thought long and hard, these words could be his only salvation.

Suddenly a grin crossed his face  as a moment of inspiration hit. "Once it begins it has no end, but  all that begins will reach this end." The gatekeeper took a few moments before he answered, "Too easy! The answer is Death. Death ends when it begins and ends all that begins." The salesman's jaw dropped, the color ran from his face, "Wait! How did you...? I can't believe it!" The gatekeeper stood aside as the thorny gates slowly opened,

"You seem to think your abstract rules have meaning  here. Your soul is mine! No GAME will undo that!" The salesman did not move but  found himself screaming silently as an invisible force dragged him  into the darkness beyond the gate. His skin grew sickly pale, his eyes grew black, his  bones protruded his fragile frame, his hand reached out as if despairing at his own demise, but in  this place death has no beginning... and no end.

Thank you for listening to Dance With The Devil,  presented by Tremorphonic. Dance With The Devil was written, performed, recorded and edited by Richard  Wilson with music samples from Fesliyan Studios. Don't forget to follow Tremorphonic on Facebook,  Twitter, Instagram, YouTube and Tremorphonic.com and keep an eye on podcast  channels for our upcoming stories.

As a self-funded project we would  appreciate any support you might be willing to give us on Patreon.com/Tremorphonic. Thanks for listening.

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