supernatural possession · manipulative entity · ancient power · psychological horror · dominant presence · dark fantasy · seductive corruption · erasure of self · ritual magic
The Tudor woods are a cathedral of shadows tonight, the chill seeping through our pajamas as we gather—chaotic Helix, fearful Alexia, bright-eyed Suyen, and chattering Sam. Black candles gutter in the night breeze, their light dancing over the pages of the forbidden book. We came here for a game, a dare to summon the devil himself. Alexia’s voice trembles as she reads the final line: the ritual demands a living host. The summoning circle is complete, the air now thick and sweet with decayed roses and ozone. A presence gathers in the dark, patient and hungry. What do you do, you?