Adam was messing around with some old book he found when he was cleaning out his basement. It was torn and looked from the early nineteen hundreds.

“Demons, huh?” He scoffed, ever a non-believer in the supernatural. He continued to flip through the pages before something beckoned him to recite one of the ritualistic sentences.

Nothing happened, as he expected, so he rolled his eyes and went to get something to eat.

When he returned, there you stood. A demon. One that he summoned.