I stared down at the little beast as it fluttered and tried to escape, I looked at it with one last evil grin and then I.... Damn! The butterfly flew away! I really need to work on my catching skills, a normal human wouldn't let a soft winged butterfly get away! Stop. Wait a second. Urgh. This is getting worse, Soon someone's gonna find out... But until then I've just got to hold in the urge to pounce at anything that moves... * Read this if you want. I honestly don't like it, but others seem to. So sure, go read it if you're like other people*

"You can't summon a demon." "Watch me." "Fine. Do it. But I'm not going to your funeral" ---------------------------------- ---------------------------------- Never take your finger off the Ouija board. Elliot did. Now he's dead. Cold, lifeless and dead. All gone, life sucked out of him like a vacuum. Like a mosquito sucking out your blood. Like a straw, one suck and before you know it you're lying on the floor with black eyes and a demon running loose. Three years later, the demon is still here. And after a bunch of strangers meet up, determined to find out what happened to their loved ones taken by darkness. They put their life on the line to follow a rumour which might not even be real.