You've heard humours, whispers from those looking over their shoulder, but you always thought it was just a story. Maybe its an urban legend, or a folk tale given a modern resurgence, or maybe just an elaborate prank. But as your situation became more desperate, you allowed your self to hope and that hope grew into belief. Now you find yourself in a dark back alley staring at a flickering red neon sign, "Devil's Deal Den."
When you enter you find a small room with a comfortable chair facing a granite desk, almost an altar. The figure behind the desk tells you the terms. He'll grant you any wish you could imagine or desire. He can bend time and space, even life and death. But every deal will have a cost. This isn't a trap. You'll be told the cost up front, though it may be steep. Will you take the Devil's Deal?