‘Nothing. I just wanted to ask him for help.’
‘To ask Lucifer himself? I’m not sure he’ll want to interfere in the petty crime of the lowest level demons.’
‘What is he so busy with? Formalizing vacations and recalculating?’
Sergey looked at the girl and smiled.
‘If he were, people wouldn’t be so afraid of him. You can find an active ritual in the scans which I gave you. I don’t know if that ritual which you sent works…but you can try. But I advise to start from mine. If Lucifer doesn’t come, you’re doing something wrong.’
‘What if he doesn’t want to come, is it considered to be?’ the girl cautiously asked
‘Maybe it is…But there is no “he doesn’t want” in demonology. If you call, then a spirit must come. If you call in a wrong way, a spirit, probably, won’t come but it gets you’re calling him, anyway.’
‘Have you ever summoned Lucifer?’
‘No, I’m not so cocky and bold to come into a contact with Lucifer himself. It’s too dangerous. There’s also information how to tie a demon to. Be careful with that.’
‘Yeah, I’ve got it. May I get your phone number to connect with you if something goes wrong?’
‘Are you getting to be friends?’ Sergey smiled again.
‘Well…’ Vic was confused. ‘Yes, I think, I am.’
Of course, she would be against a friend-witcher when she almost got directly across to The Dark World.
They exchanged phone numbers and went out to on their own errands. Victoria was burning up the road home at rapid-fire pace. She wanted to tie Kharon to her. Then he was going to be near her, supporting and protecting. His face didn’t come out of her head. She was buried under devilish beauty press and weight. Vic didn’t know his personality and his soul if he had the one, she just saw his face and felt his touches. It was enough to bog down in marshy quagmire of love.
There was a cup of hot coffee. The midnight. Victoria was seeking for the needed spell and she found it on one of thousand pages. She needed next components: to draw a pentacle in a circle, five candles. She had to picture the demon’s seal, which was going to be tied to, in the pentacle centre. Then she had to depicted planetary symbols in the corner, begin with Uranus in the upper corner and against the clock there should be: Mars, Saturnus, Neptune and Pluto. That was all. And the last was to read the spell at every pentacle corner.
Victoria couldn’t believe her eyes. Could that be really all? There was no need of nasikabatrachus sahyadrensis’s legs, boiled with psychrolutes marcidus’s gills, no need of flowers which died out last century…there was need of a couple of pictures and easy spell. The girl was glad not to call Lucifer and communicate with him indeed as collaborate in any way. She was glad to manage on her own. She couldn’t even believe in it.
Despite that it was midnight, Vic didn’t think of sleeping. What a sleep when her mad dream was about to float into reality?
The girl was tracing the even circle with a piece of chalk on the floor, then a pentacle in it. All the planetary symbols were found in Internet. Kharon’s seal was on the paper in the book. There were lots of candles at home.
As soon as all was done Vic started reading the spell in each corner. When she finished reading the last lines in the northwest corner, a man appeared on her bed. He was looking at the floor. There was solid disappointment on his face.
