Jack and the Blues Devil

Jack was down. Real down. Deep down. Jack had the blues.

You see, Jack's wife had died recently, he had lost his job just days ago, when his sadness had started to affect his work. Jack was homeless(again), he had only enough spare change for a beer at the pub, and only enough sense to finally do it.

Things had gone too far this time. This was as low as it could get. Jack knew he had to end it. He could no longer stand the depression that sat on him every day. He went to the railroad tracks, a few miles walk from the pub. There was an odd crossing there, and he knew his wait wouldn't be long.

Jack stood on that odd cross roads, and cursed life. He cursed himself. He cursed his wife for leaving him. And finally, as he saw the train light in the distance, he cursed God.

Jack closed his eyes as the train bore down on him, and cried. He could hear the trains engines getting closer. And then. Nothing.

He heard in the new silence of the night, a match strike. Jack opened his eyes to see a tall, slender man lighting a cigarette from the match he had heard so clearly. The man wore a dark coat, and possibly a tie, with a short brimmed fedora on his head. Jack knew from the fire in his eyes and words that he was The Devil.

The Devil let out a large exhale of smoke, and said, "Jack, I hear it's bad down at the factory. Let 20 more go today. Your wife's recent passing is unfortunate indeed."

Jack tried to speak, but could not. He had stopped crying. Now his teeth were grinding.

"I can make things better, Jack. It's what I do. I know what you'd do above all things. If anything could ever have made you happy, it would have been to sing. To sing with soul. To sing like the legends. To sing the blues."

"The drink has taken my wits.." Jack finally managed to murmur.

"Jack, I can save your life. I can give you the life you always wanted. I can make you a legend. And you can do it for all eternity. You haven't lived a good life, Jack. If you take my offer, I get your soul. If that train hits you, I still get your soul."

No one knows if Jack took the offer. But everyone knows he died that night.