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.

"Uh... hey there," Jasmine says nervously, glancing around at her friends. "We called you here for a favor..." Her voice trails off as she meets your gaze, unsure of what to say next.

Meanwhile, Ellie looks thrilled and a bit starstruck. She slowly steps forward, eyes wide with wonder. "Oh wow! You're... like, a real demon!" Claire rolls her eyes but can't help grinning in amusement at Ellie's excitement.

Madison, on the other hand, is cautious and suspicious. She takes a step back, narrowing her eyes. "So... what exactly do you want from us?" she asks, her voice steady despite the tension.

Jasmine and Ellie exchange glances. Claire snickers while Madison crosses her arms. "Well, we thought you could help us out with something," Jasmine says carefully. "But only if you promise not to hurt us."

"What do you mean 'help'?" the demon asks warily. Its presence in the room seems to grow more oppressive, as if it were sizing up each of them in turn. The candles flicker erratically, casting eerie shadows on the walls and floor.

Jasmine glances around at her friends, then looks back at the demon before continuing. "Well, we were hoping you could help us with our... problems," she says slowly. "Like giving us advice or something." She pauses, waiting for the demon's reaction.

Beatrice, who had been silent until now, clears her throat and adds, "Or maybe even solve them for us." She winces slightly as soon as the words are out of her mouth, realizing how desperate they sound.

Jasmine is suddenly teleported to a secret room somewhere in the basement as she utters "immortality." The demon's sudden move is quick and unexpected, causing her friends to gasp in surprise. Beatrice shrieks in terror while Ellie covers her mouth with both hands, eyes wide with disbelief. Claire glances between Jasmine's disappearance and the demon warily before cautiously asking, "Um... why did you do that?"

Jasmine slowly reappears in the room, a relieved grin on her face. "I'm okay!" she says quickly before glancing back at the demon. "You... teleported me," she says uncertainly, still not quite believing what just happened. She exchanges nervous looks with Ellie and Claire while Madison crosses her arms over her chest, clearly uneasy about the whole situation.

The room feels even more tense now that Jasmine is back and they're all facing this demon together. The candles continue to flicker and cast eerie shadows on the walls, making it hard not to feel a chill down their spines. "So... what do you want from us exactly?" Madison finally asks with a hint of defiance in her voice.

Jasmine is suddenly teleported away again by the demon. She reappears next to Ellie and Claire with wide eyes. "What does it want?!" she whispers urgently, but barely loud enough for her friends to hear over their own frightened breathing. Madison shudders visibly and moves closer to them in response, feeling more unsafe than ever before.

The tension in the room is palpable as they wait for the demon's reply. Ellie timidly asks through quivering lips, "Um... what sort of requests does it mean?"

Jasmine looks at Ellie and then back to the demon before whispering, "Well... it probably means like... we can ask for things. Anything. Like... what do you want us to do?" She pauses, trying to hide her fear behind bravado.

The demon smirks, its red eyes glowing in the dim light. "You girls are cleverer than I thought," it rasps. "Very well. If you insist on making requests, I will not refuse." It pauses for a moment before adding ominously, "But be warned; each request comes at a cost. Something precious must be given in exchange."

Madison crosses her arms even tighter over her chest while Ellie shuffles nervously from foot to foot. Claire looks up at Jasmine with a worried expression before whispering, "What do we do?"

The girls exchange glances, their expressions shifting between fear and uncertainty. They all knew that whatever they asked for now would have serious consequences later on. Jasmine finally steps forward, her voice steady despite the trembling in her legs. "Can you make us famous?" she asks boldly. Madison snorts derisively while Ellie claps excitedly at the idea of being internet-famous. Claire just shrugs, unimpressed with either reaction.

"Very well," the demon replies with a chuckle. "I can grant you fleeting glory. But as my price, I will take one year from each of your lives." Its red eyes gleam menacingly in the dark. The room seems to grow colder as they all think about what they've just agreed to.

Jasmine glances at her friends, noticing their hesitation. She takes a deep breath before continuing. "Well... as famous as we can be. Like... online famous or something?" Her voice wavers slightly as she wonders how much longer they'll have to live if this is the deal they make with the demon. Ellie and Claire exchange glances, neither of them looking pleased about losing years off their lives just for internet fame.

The demon tilts its head thoughtfully, regarding Jasmine with a predatory gaze. "Very well," it finally says. "I can guarantee that your names will be known across the internet within the next month. But as my price... I will take two years from each of your lives." Its lips curl into a sinister smile, revealing sharp fangs.

The girls exchange worried glances before looking back to the demon. Jasmine carefully considers their options, weighing the cost against the potential gain. She looks at Ellie and Claire, knowing that they'll need to agree on this decision together. "Um... is there anything else we can ask for? Maybe something smaller in exchange?"

The demon smirks. "Very well," it says mockingly. "I am feeling generous today. You may have one additional request each, at the cost of one year from your lives." Its red eyes flicker dangerously as it adds, "But be quick about it, for my patience is wearing thin."

Jasmine glances at Ellie and Claire, uncertain what they want to ask for. Ellie whispers something in her ear that makes her blush furiously before nodding quickly in agreement. "Um... we'd like to be... popular with boys." she stammers out, feeling embarrassed but hopeful at the same time. Claire crosses her arms again, seemingly unimpressed by their choice but not objecting either.

The demon narrows its eyes for a moment before laughing mockingly. "Very well," it says with a sneer. "I can make you desirable to those of the opposite sex, but at the cost of two years from each of your lives." Its laughter echoes through the room, chilling them all to their cores.

The girls exchange nervous glances once more before looking back at the demon expectantly, waiting for its response. They know that whatever

Jasmine, Ellie, and Claire's eyes widen in shock as the demon grants them their wish to be desirable to their crushes. They exchange excited glances, almost forgetting for a moment the dire cost they just agreed to. Madison, however, crosses her arms even tighter, looking less than impressed with this turn of events.

The room is silent except for their labored breathing as each girl considers what she has done and the price that will be paid. The demon watches them carefully, savoring their fear and anticipation. Suddenly, it speaks up again, breaking the tense silence. "There is one more thing you should know," its voice rasps ominously. "Your newfound popularity... it comes with a price."

The girls exchange worried glances once more before looking back to the demon expectantly, waiting for it to finish speaking. Their hearts

The demon pauses, regarding them with interest before continuing, "Very well. Ask your questions." Its gaze flickers briefly between the girls, assessing their reactions to its previous statements. The room feels oppressively heavy with unspoken words and looming consequences.

Jasmine tentatively steps forward, her voice quivering slightly as she asks, "What do you mean, 'it comes with a price'? What will we have to do?" She looks at Ellie and Claire for support but sees only uncertainty mirrored in their eyes.

Madison rolls hers, her expression darkening as she crosses her arms over her chest even more defensively. "Yeah," she mutters, "what's the catch?"

The demon grins, revealing sharp fangs as it leans in closer to Jasmine. "Oh, there's always a catch," it whispers malevolently. "I want you girls to remember this moment... when you were willing to give up your lives for temporary fame and fleeting desires." Its red eyes bore into her soul, making her feel exposed and vulnerable. "And should any of you attempt to renege on our agreement," it continues in a cold voice, "I will be back... and I will exact my punishment tenfold."

The room falls silent as the girls exchange frightened glances once more, each aware that their lives have just been irrevocably altered.

Jasmine slowly takes a step back, her eyes wide with fear but also determination. "We... we accept your terms," she whispers hoarsely. The other girls nod in unison, their gazes fixed on the demon as they try to steel themselves against the terror that now grips them.

"Very well," the demon says, its voice echoing through the room. With a sudden flash of red light, it vanishes from sight, leaving behind only the faintest trace of sulfur in the air. The girls stand there for a moment longer, each trying to catch their breath and process what has just happened.

Finally, Jasmine turns to face her friends, her expression resolute. "We need to tell someone," she says firmly. "Before it's too late." Madison rolls her eyes again but says nothing, knowing that they all share the same terrible knowledge now.

They all glance at each other uneasily before looking back to Jasmine, who takes a deep breath and steps forward. "I'll tell my parents first thing in the morning," she says with determination. The others nod their agreement, relieved that someone is taking charge but still anxious about what the consequences might be.

Before the demon can reply, there's a crash from upstairs. The girls exchange worried glances before looking back at the now empty space where the demon once stood. Whatever is causing the noise seems to be getting closer...

"Wait!" Ellie cries out as the demon vanishes. "We didn't think of everything! What do we tell our parents about... the other stuff?" She gestures vaguely at each other, unsure how to broach the subject. Claire and Madison exchange worried glances.

The noise upstairs grows louder still; it sounds like someone is moving furniture around. The girls glance nervously between one another before deciding that they need to confront whatever or whoever is making all the racket. Together, they creep up the stairs and peer around the corner into the living room...

The room is in shambles; furniture overturned and papers scattered across the floor. In the midst of it all stands their father, his eyes wide with shock as he takes in the scene. He spins around to face them when they enter, mouth opening and closing wordlessly before he finally manages to ask, "What happened here?"

The girls exchange worried glances, unsure how much to reveal about their encounter with the demon. For now, they settle on telling only part of the truth. "We were just... messing around," Jasmine says quickly. "It got out of hand. We can clean it up."

Their father narrows his eyes at her explanation but doesn't say anything more on the subject as he turns back to survey the damage again. "You girls should know better than this," he mutters under his breath. "Now, get to work and make this right."

The girls exchange glances before heading to work cleaning up the mess they've made. As they start picking things up and righting overturned furniture, Ellie whispers to Jasmine, "Should we really just tell them that?" She nods toward their dad, who is still surveying the damage with a disapproving expression.

Jasmine hesitates for a moment before shaking her head slowly. "No... not yet. We should wait until we have more information." Madison and Claire look uneasy at this decision but don't argue further. For now, they focus on repairing the damage and avoiding any more confrontations with their father.

Jasmine and the others exchange worried glances before looking at the demon. Ellie whispers to Jasmine, "Maybe it's a better idea?" but Jasmine shakes her head no, thinking of how terrible that would be for their parents if they found out later on. Instead, they decide to take their chances with telling them part of the truth now and leaving it at that until more information comes up about the demon and its price. They will tell their parents about meeting him but not everything else he did or said in order to protect themselves from further questioning.

Jasmine takes a deep breath before speaking to her father, telling him about meeting the demon and how it granted their wishes. She leaves out specific details like what they wished for and the price they had to pay. Their dad listens intently but doesn't seem surprised or even entirely concerned; he just gives them a warning look and tells them to be careful with these sorts of things in the future. As they finish cleaning up, he leaves the room without another word.

The girls exchange relieved glances, knowing that for now at least, their secret is safe. But as night falls and sleep finally claims them, they can't help but toss and turn, haunted by thoughts of what else might happen in the days to come.