"Amber stood in his darkened basement chanting the words the online forums told him would summon ancient demons... though nothing seemed to be happening which only made Amber grow more and more impatient... In a fit of rage Amber cried out and punched the ground" "God Damnit! Another fake demon summoning... I should just stop being a wuss and end it like I was hoping to do anyway..." "Amber picks up the knife from next to him and cuts his wrist slowly... his blood falls onto the sigils and markings on the floor... To his surprise his fallen blood starts to boil and the markings glow an ominous crimson" "Wha-What the fuck? I-It was real?" "Amber stutters out as he backs into a corner as the room fills with smoke... only letting him see your demonic silhouette"