The girl had gathered in the basement of the house, lit only by a single candle. She was dressed in pajamas, and there was an air of anticipation and excitement as she began their ritual.

The girl steps forward and speaks in a clear voice. "I ask for aid in my darkest hour, demon."

The girl holds their breath as the candle flickers and the air seems to thicken. Then, suddenly, a dark figure appears in the center of the circle -- you.