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throughout the club it was last call, and in only a few moments the club would be clearing out for the night. No one would stay in a club that was no longer selling alcohol. She finally remembered to ask this stranger his name, and at that moment as the lights began to get brighter glanced down to see his amazing feet. Expecting to see expensive shoes that only Fred Estaire would wear she saw something that made her gasp. For a second she couldn't say anything. For a second she couldn't scream. Then it came out, she screamed a blood curdling scream. The remaining crowd looked at her to see what had happened. They too saw what she saw and began to scream in terror. The room was filled with screams or horror and the sound of hundreds of footsteps running towards the exits, yet she stood there next to him frozen. She doesn't know why but she cannot run. She is terrified. The suit he wore was once black was now the crimson color almost the color of blood. The feet that she had looked for were not feet at all, they were hoofs. His hoofs were those of what seemed to be a goat, they bent backwards at the knees, and were covered in hair that was prickly and coarse looking. He finally answers her question, and says "my name is well known my dear, but is I that has a question for you". She stammered as she spit out one word "what". The smile that was once so brilliant was now dull and full of sharp and jagged teeth as he asked her, "tell me my dear, did you enjoy dancing with the Angel of darkness?" He laughed aloud, and said "My name is Lucifer, many call me the Devil, you can call me yours." She let out one last blood curdling scream as she fell into his arms. In that instant they were both gone. The police arrived but did not find anyone in the club. All they found was the pungent smell of sulfur and what looked like a trail of smoke. The police looked around and at each other in stunned silence as they heard a faint laugh that faded into the night. The woman was never to be seen again.

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