They said it couldn't be done, and some even said it SHOULDN'T be done. But I did it. I called h͓̬͓̗̟̜͖̺̳͕̣͓̯̟̞̞̻i̜̭̫̗͕̱͎̱̲̪̲̼͉̣ͅs͇̼̫̹̙̩̲͈͓̝̪̜͈̻̜͇ͅ ̰̥̹͖͉̦̱͕̝̲̫̣̭̪͇̭͍n̮̻̗͈̪̭ͅa̳͓͎̙̞̗̝̲͔̗͉͈m̜̫͚̠̞̣͖͉̳̺̱̪͚e̩̦̜̺̝. I spoke hͬ̊ͧ̑̔͊̉͗ͦ̽ͬ̏͌̽i̇ͮ̐̓ͤ̽ͭ̇̂s̾́̾̏̆ͮ͊͛ͩ̽ͣ̂ͫ ̏͆̂ͩ̐̓͊n͗ͬͥͧͨ̆́̔̽̃a̓͛͂͗ͮ̓̀͑ͪ̌̅͐͐mͤͩ̍̄̒́̋ͥ̄̍̍͊̚è͂͒̄̾ͫͤ̈̎. I spoke the words that brought him down. Since that day, nothing has been the same. Darkness is all around me. I see darkness in the sky (speak not of the bright circle, it burns). I see darkness in my room out of the corner of my eyes. But when I turn, I see it no more. I wonder if I have summoned lucifer himself. No. Lucifer would not play this cat-and-mouse game for this long. This is another power. Similar, but not on his level. Not on my level either. It wants me to know. Wants me to know it exists, that I have tampered with it in calling its name, and that I will be next. Next. I keep seeing that word. I see it in floors, in ceilings. Not plain as day, no. I see the letters but bent. I see it in carpet, that's why I ripped ALL of the carpet out of my room. I would go to step down and see N e xT and feel a haunting chill over my shoulder. I am scared. I feel fear. Do not call his name. DO NOT. DO NOT. DO NOT. I ask of you, plead with you... I see him behind me now without even looking. Perhaps it is my time to cross Styx. I am tired now. Time to sleep.