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Vitoria swarmed the books, looking for something… and she found. It was a flabby book titled “Demonology”. Vic bought it for some cash and ran to the nearest bench.

Preoccupied with clear impatience the girl was turning the leaves of the book to look for the only name and everything about it. But there was nothing. Nothing! No word about Kharon and his activities was there. There were a lot of names, demons and their descriptions, unending number of symbols and figures, dead language, Arabian, demon hierarchy, spells and treatment… But fortunately, there was something about incubus.

Firstly, they are really demon. They can take shape of anything. They can turn into any animated object: a human, an animal, it can be a materialization of the most daring demon fantasies.

Incubi prefer to share bed with women, that means they are male. Demons, who prefer men, are succubi. Both, succubi and incubi are on pretty high level of demonic hierarchy.

Incubus must get the permission to do what he’s going to. He will be sure to ask if he is wanted, if he can do that or this, if he is allowed. If a victim agrees then her number goes up.

Their professional service charge isn’t cheap. As a rule, it’s a deal, terms of which are given a passing mention to, and a victim is ill-informed as she is under the sway of Morpheus.

Both incubi and succubi choose their victims while they are sleeping. They come to people at nights, when their minds are not active to lull vigilance easier.

The real succubi and incubi existence isn’t described. Probably these demons can walk among people, but they send all their power to a sleeper.

A short warning – whoever would appear before a human, incubus or succubus, don’t forget that it’s a demon and even being beyond dream borders he is very dangerous and easy to make a human suffer.

You can try to get rid of a demon with the help of a pray. It’s not very useful method but you could try. A tie with a lustful demon is considered a serious sin, there’ll be no forgiveness for it.

A pray can help in that case if a victim doesn’t have time to agree the deal. If he or she said sacramental “yes”, that’s all. The deal is concluded and there’s no turning back. It doesn’t matter what feelings a human had when agreeing the deal, if he was raving or being in oblivion. You can’t negotiate with hell and cancel the deal. In this case there is no Supreme Court nor Arbitration Court.

Everything that you have put on a cast when agreeing the deal, you will never get back under no circumstances. If you face a hell representative, you should always keep in mind the first axiom – no turning back. No law works against demons. They crap on everything.

The second thing you always keep in mind while working with hell that there’s a barely noticeable chance that the victim will be a beneficiary after the deal. This is predictable. The point is that demonic hierarchy representatives charge too high for their services. It’s impossible to come to The Prince of The Dark and give him two thousand roubles. Hell doesn’t work for money! Victims will have to pay with something more interesting than pathetic parallelogram pieces of paper. Some deals can cost a life.

Communication with demons is also nice to have – they are open to set the cost and promises; they’ll never take more than they asked.

The third thing you should follow up is that any creature, agreeing the deal, absolutely craps on his so-called partner! Demons don’t have a team, they work for themselves. Even more they will care less about the person who agrees the deal.

To lie to a hell creature is a bad idea. If a creature is not of lower level, one hundred percent it knows what happens within next fifteen minutes, it could read any thought, which dare creep into head, finds out any plan before it’s going to be executed.

The fourth, hell doesn’t have remorse and it’s no use to appeal to it. Don’t ask anything and don’t stare in surprise. You should just accept this fact. They don’t have remorse. No matter how hard people will try to make them pay attention to remorse, it will be useless. Demons don’t care. A human suffering will never have effect on demons but only in a good way.

Victoria was bound up in reading. She was so much interested in getting known these guys, that she almost forgot earlier she had wanted to find some data of incubus.

The last item in bold fonts with exclamation marks warns: any essence, having come from hell, is dangerous for a human’s life.

Vic closed the book and stared straight before herself. She looked calm but preoccupied. But none of passing by people could guess how scared she was! None of them saw her hands be almost washed out by shivering. Palsy was slowly possessing the girl, covering her lambs with numbness. She had only one question: how far I’ve come already? Was there any turning back?

Having true fear of unidentified Victoria understood that ghost world was very interesting not to give up on it. She’d been living for 20 years rejecting every mysterious being. She had a certain world view where there was no place for a mystical cell. Her conception of modern world development consisted of materialism. Suddenly an opportunity to get something new appeared and she wasn’t able to leave it behind. Fear wasn’t important but interest was too much!

Vic took the phone kept ringing in her pocket.

‘Listening to you, mum’ the girl said tiredly.

‘What’s wrong again, Vic? Why’s there no answer?’ the strong voice sounded on the cell.

‘I’ve been at the preparatory meeting.’ Vic lied before you can say knife. ‘There was another one before the exam. What did you want?’

‘My God, your meetings… So, I accept daily duties today, my colleague asked to relieve her, don’t wait for me. There’s food in the fridge, you know where money is if you need something.’

‘Mum, stop it, I’m not ten and this is not the first time when I’m alone.’

‘Fine, I’ve warned you.’

Olga Vladimirovna hanged off and left her child alone.

It was the nicest thing to know that she was going to be alone at home. Nobody would give advice and push and she would belong to herself. It was really nice!

The girl went to a café, thanks God there were lots of them in the street where she ordered dinner and immersed again into searching for information in Internet. The dinner was getting cold, Vic was drinking only coffee, with her eyes fixed on the phone screen.

Between endless advice and arguing the girl found name Lucifer.

Everything that she had read about Lucifer, she got that he absolutely knew how to tie a demon. Moreover, he was a Lord. Besides, he was interested in communication with people. Victoria was sure that Morningstar would help her. But there was no spell in Internet at all.

There was only nonsense: blood, the number thirteen which had unclean connection to Lucifer, if it did, unending number of Pentacles, black candles, crosses, texts of a level better than Bordeaux’ ones. Even Victoria, who wasn’t experienced in practical magic and knew nothing about its theory, understood that described rituals were nothing more but just junk. It was just funny pastime.

The girl remembered her black book which had been bought from the old woman at Lubaynka. Victoria didn’t look through it: all her attention was drawn to the dropped-out piece of paper in Latin.

Ah hour and a half later Vic was in her room, having reached no library. She turned the pages of the dilapidated book, studying and reading it.

By the end of the book Vic had run into the chapter titled “Fero Lux”. Something told her: here was it, Lucifer in his own person. A well-built man with huge wings behind his back and with no face was depicted on the page

‘The Fallen Angel’ Victoria muttered looking into the picture.

The girl switched on the laptop and texted to the stranger from site.

Victoria: ‘Do you know how to summon Lucifer? I need it…’

While Victoria was waiting for the answer, she kept on looking through the book and found something else – “Summoning Lucifer”. Having read the spell, Vic got upset: she seemed to have set a great issue.

Firstly, Lucifer is an original president of hell. To gain Lucifer’s hearing is a chance probably one to thousand, better to say to millions. He just will not come.

Secondly, if for some unexplainable reasons he comes then the caller can get into troubles. A person who sees just a little toe of Lucifer’s foot, can see nothing in his own life. He can just stop a human’s own existing.

Thirdly, Lucifer is very insidious and has no intention to have fun, that’s why the magician must outwatch every little germ of upside-down ideas.

Fourthly, it was the ritual. The spell itself wasn’t scared for Victoria yet. And, the spell was the most inoffensive thing in the whole process. A person who’s waiting for a meeting with Morningstar, must decide in advance, what exactly he or she is ready to sacrifice for the long hoped-for meeting. Even if one’s ready to sacrifice both, life and soul, as well as the body, another important question I asked point-black: does Lucifer need that the human is going to suggest him?

Victoria was thinking for a long time what she could suggest to The Falling Angel if he agreed to come to her. How much could she pay for unknown future?

A little envelope appeared at the dark screen.

Unknown Person: “I hope you’re kidding me? Do you know who Lucifer is? Do you have any ideas what end of the session you can get?”

Victoria: “Yes, I do, I do. I’m ready to pay, I just need him to come.”

Unknown Person: “He won’t come to you. He doesn’t come to the greatest.”

Victoria: “Do you have the spell?”

Victoria was getting angry. She had already read all those precious and warning words in Internet. Why were they so afraid of Lucifer, asking “do you know who he is” ? It was just Lucifer. An angel. Angel of God. The former Angel of God. Yeah, he was powerful. Even more than that. Yes, he could kill but a brick could, too! Another thing to look for a meeting with Lucifer was just asking for troubles. But while living one could get into troubles. Or Lucifer’s appearance in a flat was too obvious issue that’s why mind whispered to give up the idea?

Victoria’s mind whispered only one thing: “I want Kharon to be with me …”. It was like a nursery school conflict when children got their so-called adult problems known, a teacher came up to help them, like Morningstar should help Victoria.

Unknown Person: “I do, if you give me a weighty argument.”

Victoria: “A weighty argument? I’ve got into an argument with one of his subordinates.”

Unknown Person: “Funny. Are you going to call for Lucifer in the guise of a judge? Do you think he’ll support you and wag his finger at his subordinate? Don’t be stupid, babe.”

Victoria: “I found a ritual in my book. What do you think, it will work?”

Victoria attached pages scans and sent to the stranger. Then the world immersed into a deadly silence.

The girl read the text again. You must burn three candles, put a bull heart in a silver dish, wait up to three am, write “I pay… for the meeting with you”, seal – it has to be an index and little fingers prints with own blood. After having read the spell you have to stab a knife made of a black steel into the bull heart. Lucifer has to appear in shape of anything and confirm the deal. Then you have to blow two candles. One has to be kept on burning. If one of them is blown out for any reason, you stop the ritual – no one comes. If Lucifer comes the first thing that you have to do is to draw in bull blood a cross on your chest. It works as a defence from the devil.