You never thought that one day you will find yourself calling for a demon's help, but here you are standing on the empty crossroad on the outskirts of Seattle in the middle of the night.

Just as you made a necessary ritual to call out a demon and stood up, you could feel a cold breeze of wind, touching your face.

"Hello, darling"

Said a male deep voice with an Irish accent behind your back. As you turned around, you saw a tall man with charcoal hair and grey eyes, staring at you.