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"Oh! Excuse me," I say as I feel the familiar tug, "I'm being summoned." I materialise in a pentagram in Hell. I glare at the demon. "I wish I'd never taught you how to reverse the ritual. I was at a party!" "We're out of salt liquorice." "Fine, I'll buy some tomorrow. Now send me back!" *poof* #MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories