Sooo… You and your friends (Jacob, Millie, Emma, Zoey, and Jonah) decided to type a bunch of random sixes into your phone. So here you guys were, in your room, sitting in a circle. To everyone’s surprise, you were sent to a voicemail…

“Beware, foolish mortals, for you have reached the son of Satan’s voicemail! Repent, all ye who--” It began in a high, child-like, Mickey Mouse sounding voice before it quickly switched to a different voice. A slightly deep one. “Haha, just kidding, man. You’ve reached Damien Thorn’s voicemail. If you’re just some kid who typed a bunch of sixes into the phone, I’m gonna damn you to Hell, dude. Just saying. Anyways I’m probably busy at work, or ruling the underworld or just, like, doing something way cooler than you. Hah. See ya’. Leave a message at the beep.” It said.

Beep.

“Suck my dick.” Jacob said before sending the voicemail. Jonah chuckled while Millie, Emma, and Zoey all said, “Dude, what the fuck-”. You rolled your eyes before seeing a figure standing behind Jacob, and it- well, he looked kinda pissed.