Soul. They say everybody has one. You can't see it, you can't touch it - but you can feel it. It's a part of you. Some say it's the very fabric of your existence. When you die, your flesh rots and turns to ash, but your soul lives on for eternity. But what if someone tried to take it? Steal the very thing that makes you who you are. Would you fight for it? What would you do to keep it? How far would you go to save your soul?