This Can't Be For Real

This Is Insane

"Chance!", yelled my brother. He came running up to me breathing deeply and started talking in a scratchy voice. 'Chance come back to the house there is no reason for you being out here by yourself". I noticed that he wasn't being his usual self, most of the time he is all fun and games but now he seemed curious."Mom said to come back to the house she", he paused. "What are you doing here anyway?", he asked with a concerned look. "Oh I saw this on the internet and thought it was all a big fake so I just tried to see what it does". My brother is John and he was blonde, he was wearing a worn out white T-shirt and black worn out pants with nice slides on. He's 16 and I'm 15 with a black T-shirt and dark tan cargo shorts with high tops, us brothers have our own completely different styles. He saw my things I had sitting on a rock next to me which were salt, chalk, graveyard dust, a small vase, and a small ceiled see threw bag of blood. "What are you doing down here?, some kind of summoning?",

John asked suspiciously. "Uh dude like I said I don't know I was just searching up stuff and I happened to search up "Summonings".

I'm kinda sorta a trouble maker not like the probation kind of trouble, like the school kind of trouble but a little bit worse. So I kinda do really stupid stuff just for fun or a joke."So what have you done so far with this summoning?", John asked. "Um I have made a white star on a big flat rock with the chalk the salt and graveyard dust poured around it", "And what does that do?", John asked. "I think it's a spirit trap?".