Rosie wakes up on a perfect bright morning and expects to do little more than cook and clean in the kitchen where she works.
She is not so lucky.
“She’s nobody,” says the chef who notices the black devil is looking at her. He has a soft spot for her.
She tilts her head down, gladly playing the part. The girls whisper about the mysterious devil that comes every few months to steal one of the girls from the kitchen, girls who are never seen again.
Being nobody is safe. She turns away, thinking herself safe, but then, he calls her by name.
“Come,” he says, and she follows as if compelled by the devil. She knows she is lost already.