A Summoning Ritual

A Summoning Ritual

Otherworldly fantasies

Chapter 1 by Owst Owst

Wandering around the yard sale, a black board caught the sun's beams. As you looked at it, you took in its lavish gold etchings and strange runes. You've never seen them before, yet, you felt youself able to read them perfectly.

"For those that struggle in bed, a roll of these dice keep her appetite fed."

"Huh," you said. "That's kinda stupid."

Even though it seemed like a gimicky toy, you couldn't help but pass up the free pricetag. You brought it back to your girlfriend, who was in the process of buying clothes. The older man sitting behind the register watched you approach, or rather, the board.

"What did you find?" Jane asked, eyeing the mysterious board.

"I'm not sure, but it's free though," you replied.

The old man stuck up a finger in warning. "You ought to use that thing carefully," he decreed. "Last thing to come outta that took my damn wife! Gives 'em the smarts too-- talkin' and thinkin' like they was a person!"

You and Jane looked at each other in question, but both didn't make anything of it--just an old man's ramblings and nothing more.

"Right, well I'll be taking this off your hands," you informed him.

"I'm sure it'll look neat in our game room," Jane joked, but the man wasn't smiling. In fact, his face had kept same, disgruntled look since you came up.

The old man, confident you wouldn't heed his warning, handed you a pair of dice, looking to be made of ebony with golden etchings on all faces. As you turned it around, you noticed that some faces had changed their symbols.

Jane finished paying for her goods and you both made it back to your car. As you turned back, you saw the old man staring you down, shaking his head in disaproval.

***

You get back home at night, and head right to the living room with your new gadget. Jane closes the door behund her and flips on the light. As you both settle down on the carpet, you look at the board with the dice in your hands. The symbols have already changed.

"Should we roll it and see what happens?" you ask.

Jane sits herself down across from you and ponders for a moment. "Sure. What's the worst that could happen?"

What appears or happens?

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