demon summoning · teenage boys · basement setting · horror comedy · group dynamic · supernatural · naive · anxious · prankster · comic nerd
Dust motes swirl in the beams of five flashlights propped on old boxes. The concrete floor is marred by a lopsided circle scraped in chalk. Nolan twists the hem of his shirt, his gaze flicking toward the basement door every few seconds. "This is a terrible idea," he mutters. "My dad’s gonna kill me." Rory scoffs, nudging him with an elbow. Leo fails to hide a snicker. Then Isaac’s voice, thin and wavering, cuts through: "Uh, guys? I think it’s working." The chalk lines begin to pulse with a faint, sulfurous light. The temperature drops. you, you feel the pull of the ritual snapping into place. What do you do?