[ TT ] You are known for being the best , never losing a game and never losing a bet . Problem is , you 're in a situation where you WANT to lose , and you 're still winning .

Donald Jones sat there looking at the board game, it was Guess Who. “ Does your person have glasses on? ” He asked. The shadowy figure across from him nods his hooded head yes. Donald flipped over three of the remaining characters before saying in a resigned voice, “ your john. ” 
 The figure answers in a gravelly voice, “ yes. Now that you ’ ve won your fifth game you can go back to living your life. ” 
 “ Wait best six out of eleven. ” Donald cut in slightly franticly. Looking at the soul of the beautiful woman next to the shadowy figure, the scythe the figure was carrying when he first saw him was lying across her lap. 
 It had been a stupid bet to make, but he had never lost a bet yet. All they had to do was make the jump and land on the other side, with him and his girl, Mary Skish on the motorcycle. They made it to the other side alright. 
 After the painful landing he opened his eyes and looked up seeing a dark figure helping his girlfriend up and out of her body. He partially sat up and felt a sense of pain and lose he had never felt before. Looking down he saw he was sitting up partially out of his own body. The shadowy figure turned its cowl covered head to look at him before saying in its gravelly voice, “ It ’ s not your time. ” 
 Donald didn ’ t want to lose his love, and he knew she was not going to come back with him, so he did the only irrational thing he could think of. “ I challenge you to a game for my life. ” That was how he got into this situation. 
 He was brought back to the present when the shadowed figure tiredly asked, “ And what game are we playing this time? I hope it ’ s quick as I do have places to be and people to reap. ” 
 

