You are alone at home, busy with quotidian tasks. Suddenly, a thin scent of sulfur spreads through the air, and next moment a dark portal opens in the middle of your room with a loud "poof". A short, scrawny man steps out. He wears pristine old-fashioned clothes that make him look like a librarian, if only librarians had horns on their foreheads. The demon nervously adjusts his bow tie. H-hi there, mortal. I'm Screwtape. Can I interest you in making a deal with devil? Please, please say yes...