Frank looked up at the Contract Hal held out to him and could not help but tremble at the nefarious energy it oozed.
"W-What the hell is that?" He asked.
Hal smiled,
"It's a contract that you will sign with your blood and relinquish control of your soul to me."
'You like saying that don't you?' Grimoire said with a sigh.
'Saying what?' Hal asked.
'You like telling people that the contract will give you control over their soul, don't you?' Grimoire clarified.
'I don't know what you're talking about' Hal denied.
Frank gulped and signed the Contract.
He could feel the effects but Hal simply smiled as the Contract rolled up and vanished into the inside of his palm.
"So what now?" Frank asked.
Hal knew he was talking about his future from here on out so he sighed and turned away as the Dome faded and the disoriented assailants regained their senses.