The demon was waiting for him in the shuttle bus. “Yeah, can’t let you go up, sorry.”
“What? Astronaut. That was the deal—”
“You’ve gotten to be an astronaut. You’ve trained, done the simulator, had the press conference and everything. But we can’t let you go up.”
“Why not?”
“The Boss can only operate on Earth. You get up there,” it pointed at the sky with a gnarled claw, “the contract is invalidated. He gets nothing.”
“I’m going.”
“If you go up, and you end up in Hell anyway, the torment—”
“Guess I’ll have to be a good boy, then.”
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