Prologue
“Legnoe Lashufaka Timlir Itakla!” Bruce chanted from the altar. “Legnoe Lashufaka Timlir Itakla!”
“This is stupid!” Mark shouted from the termite-infested pews. “We’ve been doing this, dressed in these stupid robes, for an hour!”
It was Bruce’s idea to come to this rotting, abandoned church and summon a demon dog from Hell to do our bidding. I thought it was a pretty stupid idea and Mark thought it was a very stupid idea, but Bruce can be very persuasive. He even got us to dress in dark burgundy robes, so we looked like a real cult.
“And you’re okay with Allen Templeton stuffing you in lockers until we’re seniors?” he asked me when he told us about his plan. “Is that how you want the next four years of high school to be?”
I didn’t, and neither did Mark, so we agreed to come,
