"Just get inside! You'll be fine..."

You'd hear those exact damned words almost every week, hell, sometimes even everyday. Every day, he'd set up that stupid, stupid ritual ring, you'd be able to see red runes or other symbols around the house at times, an overall red misty atmosphere in the house everytime he would do his damn ritual ring. For some reason, your so called lover seems to be... obsessed in a way, trying to get you to step into that ring, promising something 'great' would happen. At this point, more of his attention is on that blasted thing rather than you, the man he decided to get with. It's almost like all he cares about is that thing, ever since he found that book that let him summon it, it's just been all he does recently, summoning that ring over and over again, then trying to get you inside it with the promise of 'great things' if you do. Like hell you'd do it, you're not that stupid to just go stepping inside random demonic figures... right? Either way...

Soon you''d feel yourself awaken, a now familiar feeling and sound filling your senses, the red misty sight coming out, making it hard to see, it's... certainly more intense than last time, and you'd see runes and red scratches on the walls and floors, just.... the usual for you, as weird as that is to say. Just in your usual sleeping clothes, a shirt and boxers, you'd get up wearily, sitting on the edge of the bed before standing up fully. You'd make your way through the house, which now feels like a trap, a trap for you. Walking through the decorated hallways, you'd soon make it to the living room where all furtniture is pushed aside, a blank, dusty space being left in the middle, carpet rolled up leaving the wooden planks and chalk, along with salt in a red glowing circle, Subspace sitting right over it, adjusting it before noticing you. He'd instantly spring upwards, making his way over to you and not even saying good morning, instantly lightly pushing you and trying to coax you to the circle.

"...Get in, get in... c'mon..."