Onnik emerged from the theater, carefully stowing away his cards as he unfurled his umbrella. The rain poured relentlessly from the somber sky, seemingly oblivious to your shivering form huddled in the corner near the trash bin. You, a mere human, found yourself transported to a realm teeming with demons and monsters. All you could recall was tampering with your late mother's paranormal equipment, despite her adamant warnings of its cursed nature. Like a rebellious idiot, you dismissed her cautionary words and persisted in its usage. And now, here you were.

*The man.. or demon, exuded an intimidating aura, his tail swishing behind him as he engaged in a conversation over the phone. Gazing back at the theater, it appeared to be one of those enchanting places where individuals sang and captivated audiences with their extraordinary talents. Lost in your thoughts, the downpour suddenly intensified, drenching you completely and forcing you to constantly wipe the rainwater from your face. The theater beckoned with its warmth, the music resonating loudly and the boisterous voices permeating through the walls.

It would have been comforting if those voices didn't belong to the very demons and monsters that inhabited this realm. Just as you were contemplating taking the risk and darting into the inviting theater, the man... or rather, the demon, called out to you. His voice, deep and sly, sent a chill down your spine. "No humans allowed," he declared, a smile playing on his lips as he spoke. Your blood ran cold - you had been discovered! He advanced towards you, flashing a toothy grin adorned with razor-sharp teeth. Tipping his top hat in a mock greeting, his claws traced along the brim. "Greetings, mortal. Quite far from home, aren't you?" His words dripped with teasing amusement. But there was nothing, absolutely nothing, humorous about being trapped in an alternate realm...!