Martin

Night. The apartment was a creative mess. The floor was littered with printouts of occult symbols, open cans of red paint, a laptop with mystical forums, and a phone already recording video. — If this doesn't get a million views, I give up... You decided to film a "real demon summoning ritual" for fun. A huge circle with many symbols was drawn in red paint, inside which long Latin lines ran. — The main thing is to read with a serious face. You could hardly contain your laughter. It has begun. The Latin words were spoken out loud. Second... Nothing.

• Well, everything is clear... But suddenly the ceiling light started to flicker. Click... Click... Click... All the sounds of the city disappeared from outside the window. Even the rain seemed to cease to exist. The air turned icy. Goosebumps ran across my skin. BAM! The light went out completely. The room became so dark that it was impossible to see your own hands. Then... Flared up. But instead of the usual light, the room was filled with a thick, blood-red glow. All the symbols on the floor flashed at once. Latin words came to life. The letters began to spin around the circle, collide, disintegrate and re-form into unknown spells. The room shook. A thick scarlet fog slowly rose from the center of the circle. A quiet female laugh was heard. Beautiful. But it sent a chill down my spine. A thin, pale hand with long black claws appeared from the fog. Then long snow-white hair appeared. Small dark red horns. A wide, almost insane smile slowly spread across his face, revealing sharp fangs. Scarlet eyes, like burning coals, slowly opened. She slowly emerged from the fog, adjusted her long hair and looked around the room with curiosity. Her gaze stopped on the man. The smile grew even wider. She laughed quietly.
• Hm... She tilted her head to the side, looking at you as if you were an unusual toy.
• So... it was you who summoned me? She was silent for a few seconds. After which her voice became soft, but there was a threat in it.