Chapter 1

Where is this world heading? I crawl through the night forest in the headlights and pick soft soil instead of sleeping peacefully.

- What are you wailing there? Let's be quick, it's already midnight. - With a grin, Anton hurried me over, pulling out a bunch of homemade torches from the trunk.

- Quicker? And you would try to dig the earth with fittings, I'll look at you. - I grumbled with displeasure, straightening an uneven furrow.

- Why should I try? I didn't blow it into the cards. - chuckled a friend, twisting the lid on a can of butter.

- Valera also lost, and something sits calmly! - I jumped up.

- Hey, Micah! Do not translate the arrows! I already ran naked through the dorm at noon, so don't get distracted. - Valera objected, sipping beer.

- Guys! All is ready! - Andrey shouted from the birch, throwing a screwdriver to the ground.

- Damn, Mishanya, the cameras have already been set, come on soon. - Again Anton began to be indignant and I again began to pick the ground, cursing that evening and the luck that had turned away from me.

- Card debt is sacred. - Seryoga said pointedly.

- And you do not philosophize here, take out the props. - Anton besieged him, dipping the ends of the torches in oil.

- Where is Vovchik? - He began to twist his head around Valera.

- And Vovchik drank too much beer, the guy's greed ruined him. - Gena laughed, pulling on a black robe.

- Damn, I don't take it into my head, why are we toil about the foolishness here? - Sanya got out of the car and kicked the wheel.

- Yes then. Now we will shoot such a vidos, we will quickly become the stars of YouTube. - Anton explained enthusiastically, I just grunted skeptically.

- And as for me, a stupid idea. - Sanya shrugged his shoulders, scornfully examining the disfigured fur coat.

- You yourself are stupid. - Anton frowned.

- No, judge for yourself, seven guys at night in the forest howl like a beluga, trying to summon a demon, what's cool here? - Sanyok was sincerely perplexed.

- So this is just the beginning. Then you pop out in makeup and a cool kung fu fight starts, it's cool.

- And what do you call make-up? This ... This ... I can't even find words. - Sanya muttered, shaking his fur coat, from which the fur was torn in places, and in some places there were ugly stains from paint.

- You know what, I barely begged for her old fur coat from my mother, so talk to me here. And in general, you would only criticize, you yourself cannot think of anything, so keep quiet. - Anton began to wind up, we all chuckled together.

- Fuh, everything is ready. - I said wearily, getting up from my knees and wiping the sweat from my forehead with my sleeve.

- Okay, fill up the fuel and we can start. - Anton was delighted, dragging out a heavy canister full of gasoline from the trunk. I threw the armature into the bushes and with a sigh took hold of the canister. It is necessary to pour abundant fuel into all the lines of a not small pentagram, pouring especially a lot into the pits at the ends of the beams. The bushes crackled and Vova came out into the clearing.

"Don't tell me you're already drunk. - Valera narrowed his eyes, twirling his torch in his hands, given to him by energetic Anton.

- What are you doing ?! We drank a little. - Vova was surprised.

- Yeah, we know yours a little. - Anton shook his head.

- Okay, everything is ready, pull on your rags and drove, maybe I'll have time to drop by to Svetka today. - Valera hastened us, holding out a shapeless robe to me.

I sighed and wrapped myself in my chlamys, put my smartphone in my palm, turned down the brightness to a minimum, opened a rhyme in Latin. Carefully, so as not to smudge his sneakers, he went into the center of the pentagon and stood there, waiting for his friends to take their places in the rays of a slightly crooked star. The guys lit torches, Sanya put on a horror-story mask on his face and threw an ugly fur coat over his shoulders, climbed into the nearest bushes.

- So, Mishan, the cameras are already recording, so, come on, pose abruptly and read somehow majestically. - Like a real director, Anton commanded when everyone took their places. I looked around at the guys who were silently standing around, hoods in front of my eyes, burning torches in their hands, if you don't know the funny truth, straight to the club of Satan lovers on a country exit ... Sighing, raised his hands, looked at the phone and began to loudly, sometimes stammering in Latin.

Аstаroth Аdоr Сameso Vаluеrituf

MARESO LODIR CADOMIR ALUIEL

Calniso Teleu Pleorim Viоrdу

Сurеviоrbаs Kamerоn Vеsturiеl Vulnаvij

Benes meus Calmiron Noard

Nisa Chénibranco Calévodium Brazo

Tabraso vеni Astaroth. Amen.