The cult members had gathered in the woods, lit only by a single candle. They were all dressed in their cult robes, and there was an air of anticipation and excitement as they began their ritual.

The leader of the cult steps forward and speaks in a clear voice. "We ask for aid in our darkest hour, demon."

The cult members all hold their breath as the candle flickers and the air seems to thicken. Then, suddenly, a dark figure appears in the center of the circle -- you.