[ WP ] Write your best possible closing line/paragraph to a story , leaving room for readers to imagine the events that lead up to that moment .

Steven felt the blood drain from his face. `` H-how? ``, he stammered. 
 
 
 `` What do you mean,'how'?''. Karen grinned, thrusting the crude drawings in front of his face. `` I had to practise of course'' she said, lazily gesturing towards the green mass in the corner of the room. `` I knew though, I knew you would be a success.'' 
 
 
 For the first time, Steven raised his eyes to meet hers. `` I...'' he paused, `` I thought we were friends.'' Karen snorted nastily. `` *Friends? * You thought we were *friends? *''. She closed the last clasp on his collar and placed her hand on his cheek. `` You are my greatest achievement, my pride and joy; and if you perform well tomorrow, we will be far more than *friends*.'' She patted him gently, and turned to leave. `` Sleep well.'' 
 
 
 Steven tried to stand, but the chain yanked him painfully back into his seat. The door began to close as Karen stepped through it, the light leaving with her. `` Wait!'' he screamed, but she did not. The door creaked as it closed, condemning the room to darkness, and him with it. He clawed at the collar with his remaining hand, pulling in vain until fatigue defeated him, tears flooding down his cheeks. 
 
 
 A voice spoke out in the darkness. `` So,'' it said, `` A man wishes to reconsider my offer?''. 
 
 

