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There was a bright flash of light, a vague pulling sensation at my core, and then I was standing in the middle of a magic circle. The circle was drawn in dark purple chalk, had a thin white candle at each of the five points, outlined in a sickly yellow glow, and once again, I was standing in the middle of it. I may have scored an atrocious 43% on my last science test, but that didn't mean I was completely stupid. Magic circle + weird glow + pulling sensation and sudden teleportation = some poor sap tried to summon a demon or something and ended up with me instead. Said poor sap was wearing a deep black robe with a cowl. "Hi," I said. They didn't say hi back and instead consulted the thick tome resting beside them. "Not what you expected?" "..." "Yeah, if I was trying to summon a demon - you are …show more content…

Well, that's alright. I can talk enough for both of us." "..." "I like what you've done with the room. It's very dark, dank, and has a really nice demon summoningy feel." "..." "Oh, I didn't notice it before, but is that real blood I'm standing in? Wait, stupid question, of course it's real blood. Only the real thing would do, huh? I guess I should have asked if it was human or animal blood." "..." "I'm not wearing the best shoes for standing in blood right now though. I don't think I've ever worn the best shoes for standing in blood actually. What would the best shoes for standing in blood even be? Whatever they are, they certainly aren't house slippers." "..." "Speaking of house slippers, apparently some households don't require people to take off their outside shoes when they go inside the house. I was pretty surprised when I heard that. But I finally understood what those ads for mops - y'know, the ones with the white suburban mums frowning down at the mud on the wooden floors - were talking about. Of course there's gonna be mudstains all over your floor if your kids don't change their shoes."

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