It had taken months of preparation and planning, but it was all worth it in the end.

You sit in a darkened room. Illuminated by candles lining a chalk circle. The clock strikes midnight as the final word of the chant fell from your lips.

In a puff of black smoke a lone figure stood in the center of the circle. Dressed in fine of the most fine clothing.

"Hello neighbor, care to make a deal?" He greets.