#HumpdayChallenge Week 3

Falling. 
Entombed in the vile stench of rotting flesh and acrid bile, Wesley played dominoes with the devil for the only currency left, his soul. He knew a lifetime of greed, lust and the rest of Dante’s sins would someday earn him this one-way ticket to Hell.
Across the table his opponent gnawed on a doughnut, an interminable stream of blood-red jelly oozed down his triple-chin and onto a sweat-stained undershirt. Wesley’s memory kept score: Lucifer, a trillion, Wesley, nothing; but he had a plan, no cheating, no legerdemain, those were the Devil’s tools, this time he would use honesty.

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