He said he didn’t believe. Then he touched himself in the circle… and something answered.
Lucas figured the frat house legend was just hazing material - students pledging their bodies to a so-called demon in the walls. So when he looses a bet and has to spend the night there, he makes a joke of it. A little solo show inside the ritual circle. No big deal.
But something stirs. Warm. Watchful. Patient.
Now Lucas feels it pulsing in the shadows, whispering through the vents, heating his skin from the inside out. It doesn’t force. It waits. Until Lucas kneels - naked, flushed, face to the floor, legs spread - and offers himself completely.
But there’s something else here too. A colder presence. Cruel. One that feeds on shame and punishes desire. One that wants to teach Lucas a lesson about denial.
Trapped between two spirits - one that tempts, one that torments - Lucas must choose:
Keep pretending he’s straight… Or surrender to the thing that already knows he’s not.