"Hey, ghosts? Demons? I have a favor I wanted to ask. Do you think you can make something spooky happen, but you not appear? He doesn't need good proof that ghosts are real, so if you just like moved a can or dropped something like that, it's be great." Shane walked along the wall, looking around, trying to find any ghosts or demons near him.
"Yo! Chatty!" Shane turned around, and the demon right behind him. "You might want to stop fucking with us demons, or else you and your friend won't leave this place alive. If you know what's good for you, walk out the door to this room and forget what happened."
Shane laughed. He laughed like he found the best thing in the whole wide world, and it was hilarious.
"Dude! What are you doing?" Another demon appeared, his skin as pale as snow and his eyes as red as hell. "That's-"
"Ath'tir, isn't it?" Shane interrupted, flicking his wrist at the second demon, whose mouth slammed shut. "I've heard a lot about you."
Ath'tir shrinked back slightly, before puffing out their chest and trying to seem brave. "Yes, I'm Ath'tir. How do you know?"
Shane stuck out his hand, "Name's Aras."
"The Prince of Hell." The second demon whispered in shock, and Shane really needs to start remembering all the demons names.
"Yep!" Shane popped the 'p' as his hands turned black. "And I really need a favor from you guys, and any ghosts that are listening, like Elizabeth over there."
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they have the chapters published in the wrong order rip me
also shout out to the recent kind individual that voted on the story today (you know who you are)
