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.
Machine, turn back now.
The girls look at each other in shock and disbelief as they realize the ritual actually worked! Before them stands a powerful demon, bound to their will by the ancient magic they've conjured. Their hearts race with equal parts fear and excitement. Jasmine steps forward boldly, her voice steady despite her shaking hands.
"So... uh, are you, like, our personal demon now or something?"
The layers of this palace are NOT for your kind.
"Whoa there demon dude," Claire cuts in, adjusting her glasses nervously as she steps forward too. "We just wanna have a little fun with you is all. Can't we at least ask your name or something?"
Turn back, or you will be facing the will of God.
Jasmine glances at her friends nervously before turning back to the demon, "Okay, fine. Maybe we should take this slow and see what you can do for us?" Her voice trails off as she looks expectantly at the demon. Ellie tugs on her sleeve excitedly and whispers, "Maybe you could make us all popular or something?!" The other girls exchange glances, half-serious and half-joking, before nodding slowly in agreement.
Your choice is made. As the ruthless Hand of Lucifer, I shall rend you apart, until you become inanimate once more.
The girls exchange nervous glances before nodding to one another. Jasmine steps forward, deciding to take the lead once more. "Okay then, how about we start with making us all rich and famous?" She asks cautiously, unsure if this powerful demon will actually obey their commands or not. Behind her, Claire whispers anxiously to Ellie, "Do you think he'll listen to us? I mean, is there like a limit to what we can ask for?" Ellie shrugs and mutters something about trying their luck before the demon disappears again if they make him angry.
Is this a joke? Because I'm not laughing.
Jasmine sighs, exasperated. "Look, we're not trying to be funny! We just want you to make us rich and famous, alright? It can't hurt, can it?" She crosses her arms defiantly, meeting the demon's glowing red eyes with a challenging stare. Behind her, Claire whispers, "Maybe we should try asking for something else... easier to manage?" Ellie shrugs and replies, "But this was my idea! What else could be more simple than getting famous?" Madison snorts derisively from the corner of the room where she's been standing, making a show of checking her phone.
"Fine!" Jasmine says with finality. "Then make us all date famous pop stars! That should be easy for you." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "And make sure they