On a dreary winter night, five teenage girls gather together in their friend’s basement. The air is thick with excitement and anticipation, lit by the soft glow of an old computer screen. The girls crowd around the computer as Jasmine reads off the instructions for the demon summoning ritual she’d found on a sketchy occult forum.

"I don't know guys, is this really such a good idea? Summoning demons sounds kind of dangerous." Beatrice says nervously, biting her lip and adjusting her glasses. In response, Jasmine smirks confidently "Oh come on Bea it'll be fun! What could go wrong?"

Claire grins mischievously. She stands next to Jasmine enthusiastically. "Alright then let's get started bitches!"

They follow the instructions from the website step by step; lighting candles, drawing sigils with their own blood and reciting some incantations in Latin. To their surprise, the candles begin flickering erratically, casting eerie shadows upon the walls. Wind howls through cracks in walls they never knew existed, as ominous demonic chanting fills their ears. Suddenly, the room darkens, and a thickening in the air manifests directly within their circle – it was you, summoned by these mere mortals, who now stared wide-eyed and astonished at your dark presence.

Jasmine's eyes widen with fright as she watches a yawn spread across the demon's lips. Her heart races faster in her chest, but she maintains her composure. "Well then," she says coolly, trying to sound more confident than she feels. "What do you want?"

Claire nudges Jasmine nervously. "Maybe we should be a little nicer..." she whispers. Beatrice's face pales even further, her knuckles whiten as she grips the book tightly. Ellie simply stares at you with wide eyes, looking like she might faint any second. Madison, on the other hand, smirks arrogantly and folds her arms across her chest.

"Hey!" Jasmine exclaims indignantly as the demon crosses its arms and lays down on the dusty concrete floor. "We didn't summon you so you could be lazy," she says, folding her own arms in response. Madison chuckles under her breath while Beatrice edges closer to Claire for comfort and support.

Ellie tilts her head curiously at the demon, her big blue eyes full of innocence. "What do you like to do when you're not being bossed around by teenage girls?" she asks softly, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

Jasmine narrows her eyes suspiciously as the demon seems to mull over Ellie's question. She exchanges a wary glance with Claire before shooting Madison a sideways look, hoping that the alpha bitch doesn't take things too far. Meanwhile, Beatrice continues to clutch her book for dear life, her knuckles white from gripping the cover so tightly.

"Well?" Jasmine prompts, her tone slightly more impatient now. "Do you have any hobbies or something?" She pauses, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Maybe we could make a deal...if you tell us what you like to do, we'll see if there's anything we can do for you."

The girls exchanged worried glances when the demon mentioned being trapped in a void for millennia. Beatrice shivered and took a step closer to Claire, seeking comfort in her presence. Jasmine pursed her lips before speaking again. "Well, if there's anything we can do to help make your time here more...enjoyable...just let us know," she said hesitantly. Madison rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed with the situation.

"Maybe you could tell us a story or something?" Ellie suggested timidly, sitting down next to the demon on the dusty floor. The rest of the girls looked at each other, uncertain what to make of this proposition but feeling somewhat intrigued nonetheless. They decided it wouldn't hurt to listen and perhaps learn more about their newfound...companion.

Jasmine shrugs nonchalantly. "Anything really. I don't know, maybe something about your life before you got trapped in the void or..." she pauses, glancing at Ellie for support. The autist nods encouragingly with a smile. Claire looks interested too, always up for learning new things.

The other girls settle down on the floor around them, forming a half-circle as they listen intently to the demon's story. Beatrice relaxes her grip on the book slightly but remains cautious; she has never been one for risks or adventure after all. Madison crosses her arms across her chest once more, looking amused by the entire situation yet not entirely unwilling to listen either.

Jasmine leans in closer, intrigued by the demon's tale of adventure and worldly wisdom. "That sounds incredible!" she exclaims, her curiosity getting the better of her. Beatrice nods in agreement, slowly beginning to feel more comfortable with their new companion. Ellie asks shyly if the demon has any favorite memories from its travels, her big blue eyes wide and eager for stories.

Madison, on the other hand, rolls her eyes a bit at first but finds herself getting drawn into the story as well, unable to resist the lure of such an incredible life. Claire listens intently, making mental notes about all that the demon's shared and how much there is yet to learn from someone who has seen so much of the world.

As hours pass by and the candles burn down low, the girls continue to listen raptly as the demon spins its tales of

The girls blink, startled as you suddenly stand up and stretch in unnatural ways. Beatrice releases a quiet gasp while Jasmine cautiously eyes the demon, uncertain what such movement might mean for them or their relationship with you. Ellie looks worried but still remains seated on the floor next to you, her curiosity overpowering any fear she might feel at this point.

Claire clears her throat nervously, glancing between the other girls and the demon before speaking up hesitantly. "So uh...is there anything else you'd like to tell us? Or any advice you could give us?" She pauses, searching for words before finally adding with a small smile, "You seem pretty wise."

Jasmine's face darkens at your words, her brow furrowing. She glances at Madison before looking back to you and saying defensively, "But we can trust each other, right? We are friends." Her voice wavers slightly as she finishes speaking. Ellie squeezes Jasmine's hand reassuringly, offering silent support.

Claire frowns, her mind racing with questions about trust and relationships. She glances between the other girls again before finally mustering up enough courage to ask you directly, "What do you mean by that exactly? How can we know who to trust?" Her voice trembles slightly but she holds your gaze firmly, determined to understand this piece of advice from someone who has lived so long and seen so much.

Jasmine purses her lips thoughtfully, studying your face for any hints of what you might mean. "I guess...I never really thought about it like that," she admits, sounding a bit taken aback by the implications of your words. Beatrice nods in agreement, looking pensive as she considers the concept of trust among friends and strangers alike. Ellie's expression is one of surprise mixed with growing understanding; it seems your advice has struck a chord with her on a deeper level than anyone else so far.

Madison snorts dismissively, "Well I don't know, sometimes you just have to trust people or everything gets boring." She rolls her eyes but there's an undercurrent of defensiveness in her tone that hints at past experiences with betrayal or heartache.

The air feels heavy with the weight of unspoken thoughts and emotions as everyone processes their own

The girls glance around at each other uneasily as you float backward and kick up your legs. Jasmine clears her throat nervously, finally finding the words to speak. "Well, uh...we just thought it'd be cool? And fun? Like in the movies?" Her voice trails off uncertainly; it sounds lamer when she says it out loud like this. Beatrice nods along reluctantly, not meeting your gaze, while Ellie looks up at you with a mixture of awe and curiosity.

Madison rolls her eyes again, "Well, if you're done showing off," she drawls sarcastically, "maybe you could tell us something interesting about yourself?" She crosses her arms over her chest defiantly, challenging your superior position as the summoned one.

The tension in the air seems to grow heavier with each passing moment, an invisible thread

Jasmine glances at Madison uncertainly before speaking up with a small laugh, "Yeah, tell her something fun, demon dude." Ellie looks between the two of them curiously while Beatrice avoids making eye contact altogether, nervously tugging at her sleeve. The others in the group shift uncomfortably as well, unsure how to proceed with this exchange.

The atmosphere in the room begins to change; there's an undercurrent of awkwardness and uncertainty that wasn't there before. Madison narrows her eyes, daring you to say something worthwhile while Jasmine tries to maintain a neutral expression, not wanting to anger either one of you further. Only Ellie seems genuinely interested in what you might have to say, her big blue eyes shining with excitement despite the tension filling the air.

As the silence stretches on, it becomes increasingly apparent that whatever

Jasmine glances around at the others, uncertain how to answer your question. "I don't know," she says with a shrug. "We're all pretty strong in our own ways." She pauses, eyeing each of them before continuing, "Maybe Ellie? She's really smart and always knows what to say."

Ellie beams at the compliment, her cheeks turning slightly red. "Well, thank you Jas!" She then turns back to you. "And you? What are your strengths?" There's an underlying curiosity in her voice as she tries to learn more about this strange being they've summoned.

Madison crosses her arms over her chest, still unimpressed by the proceedings. "He doesn't even have any muscles," she scoffs. "You can't just be strong because you lived forever." Beatrice nods in agreement,