The demon scam

You really don't want to give the demon your name, nor do you want to argue, so you feel leaving is the best option. "I'm sorry, I have to go," you say, and turn to leave.

The cat-demon snorts after you, but doesn't try to stop you from walking away.

You keep walking for a long time, not knowing where you are anymore. Not that you knew that to begin with, but whatever...

Suddenly, you hear a familiar vioce singing happily up ahead. Merle!? Feeling dizzy with relief, you run towards the sound to find her sitting on the ground, playing with small blue rocks.