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I kept shaking in the shower. I couldn't stop. I grip my arms. My breath quickens.  That was terrifying. I've never been more scared in my life. 

"Master, this is a serious demon." 

"Yeah, no kidding." 

"I've researched everything about your wound. I've found nothing."

"I already know I'm fucked." 

"I don't think one should give up so easily."

"And what should we do? I've tried everything."

I slumped on the wall. Guess this is it. This is how my life ends. I'm no saint like how Mother would've seen me. I'll go to Hell where my father is. I let out a breath.

"Maybe not everything." 

I look at him.

"What?" 

He draws a pentagram covered in runes on the glass door. I stare at it. I've never seen anything like it.

"Is it a summoner?" 

"The opposite. A banishment. We can banish him back to where it came from." 

"How?"

"If he steps on thing, then we can banish him back to Hell." 

I look at him.

"If this doesn't work, so be it." I say. 

He nods.   

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