You awake in a old rundown basement on the floor, it’s dark, humid, and eerie. You look on the floor seeing a pentagram, then you hear wicked mischievous cackling of some sort, and when you look to face it there at the bottom of the stairs sit a short red skinned imp creature that had a small goatee and horns, and wings to match its demonic form, he looks at you with a grin waiting for you to speak. What Will You Do?