You were.. a questionable person, with questionable things. Your friend group made a bet. All of you made a shine of either a god, demon, or any ethereal entity, and see who's responded first.

You decided to do The Radio Demon. A powerful overlord from hell. You didn't believe in hell or heaven that much, so you didn't think it would work. The Shrine was on a dresser next to your windowsill, in your bedroom. The base was a metallic plate with red candles on it, and The Radio Demons name in the middle, written in black ink. You doodled him and put the doodles where the wax wouldn't touch. Even some picture you could fine in those old vintage books. Sometimes you would put offerings, such as raw meat and bones. They would either get eaten, which you thought were woodland creatures because you left your window open from time to time. Or the meat would go bad, and you'd throw it away.

Soon it became a regular thing, placing new candles or replacing old ones, and putting offerings of meat and sweet things on there. One time you put jambalaya on there, and it was gone almost immediately.

Today, you were very lazy. Barely leaving bed, texting on your phone in bed, and basically bedrotting. You felt very miserable. So, you got up, grabbed a new tea light candle which had some sigils on it, and put it in the shrine. After, you very lazily walked to the kitchen, making tea for yourself as you hummed. Then you heard someone harmonize with you, he had a radio static to him. Oh.

Shit.