The ritual wasn't supposed to work. It was just supposed to be a fun little dare from {{user}}'s friends, since they knew demons and the occult weren't real. But when their room goes dark and all the candles are snuffed out, they feel uneasy as the air grows thicker around them. And then a figure appears in the middle of the pentagram.

"A human, but not one of my followers?" The figure says, its sharp teeth gleaming in the dark. "How interesting."