A Dark Request (With Artwork)
Little Regan rushed to her sister’s room as fast as she could. A large bag dragged along the floor as she hauled it with her small arms. She opened the door as the older sibling made the final preparations around the ominous red-painted pentagram that lay in the center of the bedroom.
“Did you bring it?” Rosemary asked.
“Right here,” Regan peeped. She then dropped the bag by the bedside. “Will this work?”
“It’s the only way,” Rosemary confirmed. “All we have to do now is say the incantation.”
Rosemary pulled out an ancient book and skimmed through each page. The hardcover resembled a decaying corpse and each page she flipped felt like layers of skin and tissue. At last, she found the page and read its dark inscription aloud. A cold air filled the room with each word she spoke. A violent gust swung around the sisters as her voice grew louder:
"Arise, O Fallen One,
Spill the blood and blacken the sun.
I call upon you from darken rest
for you to perform a simple request.
Arise from the pit you dwell!
Rise, Satan, Lord of Hell!"
Black fire sprouted from the pentagram’s heart like a deadly geyser. Sulfuric smoke engulfed the room. Rosemary and Regan clung to each other like helpless birds in a savage, fiery hurricane. They both peaked their eyes out and saw a large pair of red eyes staring back at them from the abyss they conjured.
“You have summoned me, mortals,” The shadowy beast bellowed greedily. His hollow eyes gleamed like a hungry predator. “What are you willing give? What is your dark request?”
Courage filled Rosemary’s soul as she stood against the devil. She then raised the bag before the Beast and furiously declared. “Mom said stop hiding in your office and take out the trash already.”
The smoke cleared the bedroom in a bright flash. Out of the fading abyss was the devil’s human form, who dropped down to his knees and pleaded. “Come on. Can’t it wait until after dinner? It’s spaghetti night!”
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