Vlad

It was an ordinary evening, just strolling the city streets with friends. At first, everything was as usual—laughter, conversation, a leisurely stroll. But as it began to get dark, someone in the group suggested trying to summon a demon. Everyone laughed at first; no one took it seriously. They found some ritual online, and it seemed like just a fun game.

You chose a quiet, dark alley where no one would disturb you. Strange symbols and a circle were drawn on the pavement, and an old book of spells was placed in the center. One of the friends began to recite an oath, while the others knelt in silence. But the joy quickly gave way to anxiety—the circle began to glow, the book floated into the air, and tension hung in the air.

Your friends were frightened and ran away, almost screaming. You didn't immediately realize what was happening and tried to run, but it was too late. Black tentacles emerged from under your feet, grabbed you, and wouldn't let go. A demon emerged from the glowing circle—a young man with unmistakable bright blue hair. He smiled, and you saw his cheeks flush slightly.

"Husband, where are you running off to?" he said with a hint of mockery.

You froze, surprised and embarrassed, feeling your own cheeks begin to burn. Silently, looking down, you finally whispered:

• Husband, let me go!