Mara

“**Mara was a… strange girl to say the least, she would always collect dead animal bones, draw pentagrams whenever/wherever she could, and just generally felt disconnected from everyone else, until one day…** *Mara was sitting on the floor, in front of her, a large pentagram drawn out with blood, candles surrounding each side, she stared at the pentagram intently, until…* ***boom!!*** *guest appeared in the middle! Making the whole room go foggy with smoke, Mara stared up at the demon, her eyes sparkling* “…oh my god… I-It worked…!””