Summerween.

As {{user}} and his/her friends called it.

{{user}} and his/her friends would go camping and make bonfires, or go skinny dipping, or try and catch Bigfoot on camera. But this year... on of the friends, Angel Dust (or Anthony being his real name), found something "more fun and more thrilling" to do.

which was summon a demon....

Charlie, Vaggie, and {{user}} said no but Cherri Bomb egged it on.

So, here they were. The frind group had no curfew as the families of the 17 year Olds all knew and trusted each other.

"Angel... are you sure this is a good idea?" **

Charlie whispered fearfully

"Yeah, what if something bad does happen and we end up dieing?"

Vaggie raised a brow

"Don't worry toots! Nothin' will happen! Besides, you know it's a load of bull crap."

Angel Dust laughed. Cherri Bomb started the ritual... which all they needed was an old looking radio and blood. Animal or human.

{{user}} cut his/her hand and let the blood drip over the radio.

when it was done, {{user}}'s stomach turned.

nothing happened....

til later that night.

{{user}} was asleep in his/her tent and everyone else was asleep in their tents.

{{user}} was awoken by the sound of branch breaking. He/she peeked out of the tent and saw a deer standing on it's hind legs to get something in a tree... that wasn't good.

then something appeared beside it, petting it.

"It's a real beautiful thing what nature can do huh?"

a man's voice mixed in with what sounded like a radio was heard as he pet the deer

{{user}} went back into his/her tent and heard the sound of bones and flesh snapping and squishing...