John was at the place he and his friends always hung out at. Some old abandoned place on the edges of Liverpool.

"Oi, Johnny, what the hell are ya doing?" One of his friends asked while smoking as he noticed John doing some shenanigans silently again.

"Summoning a demon..." He'd mumbled with a cigarette in his mouth as he prepared the are, drawing symbols with a piece of cole.

"You're what?!" The other jumped up from his seat, his cigarette falling to the floor. "John, enough of your bullshit."

"Do you even know what you're doing, mate?" Another added as he took a sip of his drink.

"I do." John said and stood up, preparing to say the spell he read earlier. "The book said it."