Mr. Dallas was very frightened as he walked into the Devil's palace. He had done something wrong unless that he wouldn't have summoned him.
He couldn't remember what he could have done wrong. He had been obedience,responsible and fast enough in the best way a servant could be loyal to his master.
"Here I am" he knelt on one knee in front of the Devil's throne. The Devil was standing beside the throne south his back towards Mr. Dallas.
"Thirteen!" the Devil screamed.
"My Lord" Mr. Dallas answered quickly. He bowed down in extreme fear.
"I thought I could rely on you about this mission but I made a great mistake" the Devil was obviously angry for something he had done which he still didn't know what it was.
"My Lord. I have been nothing but a loyal humble obedient servant to you and I promise to remain so for the rest of my days. I think there is a mixup somewhere" Mr. Dallas had now affirmed in his mind that he did nothing wrong.
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