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Nikki sat on the floor of his living room. He was surrounded by big books full of satanic shit. He was looking for ideas for Motley Crues newest album. He was thinking of calling it 'Shout at the Devil' because it fit the bands vibe and his newfound interest in anything and everything satanic. He was in the zone, sketching pentagrams and album concept art when he heard a knock at the door. He was pulled out of his trance of ideas and went to open the door. It was Tommy. Nikki forgot that he had invited Tommy over to hangout that night.
"Sup, Dude." Tommy said, walking into the apartment.
"Nothing much, just working away at our next album." Nikki said as they walked into the living room, "I'm thinking we call the album Shout with the Devil"
"Wow," Tommy said, staring at the mess of books and satanic shit that was spread across the floor. "You trying to summon something in here?"
"I mean not intentionally but how cool would it be if I did?"
"It would be cool I guess but it would probably be all freaky and shit."
"I bet I could handle it. If any demon tries to fuck with me I'd just kick its ass." Nikki said confidently.
"Oh man, watching you try to fight a demon would be so sick."
"You're goddamn right it would be."
The conversation drifted off to something else as the two of them walked into the kitchen to get drinks. When they returned to the living room the book opened on the top of Nikki's pile had flipped open to a page with some ancient looking text on it. The text started glowing bright red as Nikki walked towards it.
"What the fuck," they both kept muttering as they stared at the book.
"What do you think would happen if I read that?" Nikki asked
"How the hell should I know?"
"I don't know. You should read it and find out."
"What happens if I read it and one of us just drops dead?"
"Live and learn I guess. You should still read it."
"If you want me to read it so bad then read it yourself."
"Fine I will." Nikki said as he walked over and picked up the book. He began trying to read the ominous glowing text. As he read the lights in the apartment started flickering and Tommy saw the furniture slowly rise off the ground. Nikki stopped reading and suddenly the furniture dropped and the lights stopped flickering.
"What the fuck just happened?" Nikki asked, staring around the room.
"I have no idea, one minute you're reading that creepy ass book, the next all your furniture starts fucking levitating."
"This is a lot. I need a drink. Lets go out somewhere and try to collect our thoughts or something."
"That sounds like a good idea," Tommy said, heading for the door of the apartment. He tried to open the door, it wouldn't open. He kept trying to open the door but it wouldn't open. "Why won't this fucking thing open?"
"Maybe because you're a dumbass? Back up and let me try." Nikki said, pushing past him and trying to open the door. "What the hell is wrong with this thing?" He said as he continued to try and open the door.
"I have no idea, but I'm stating to get freaked out."
"Look," Nikki said, trying to think rationally, "I'm sure that the door is just stuck. Lets just try and find another way out of here."
"We could go out the window. A one story fall wouldn't be the worst thing that's happened to us."
"Fuck it. Lets try it." Nikki said, trying not to sound as freaked out as he felt.
The two of them practically ran into Nikki's room. As they ran up to the open window it slammed shut. With their levels of fear and frustration quickly rising they both began trying to push the window open. It wouldn't move.
"Shit." Tommy said as he slapped the window sill, "What do we do now? Do we call someone for help or something?"
Nikki wasn't listening, as his friend rambled about what they should do next he had turned around and looked into the mirror. Staring back at him from inside the mirror was what looked like every single cartoon Devil ever. It was a big seven foot tall guy with red skin, goat horns, and goat legs. Nikki was scared shitless.
"Tommy, shut the fuck up for a second and turn around."
"Don't tell me what to do-" Tommy stopped as he saw the Devil in the mirror. "What the fuck is that?"
"Do I look like I know?"
Nikki walked over to the mirror and touched the glass. When he did that he could hear the Devil speaking in his head. The Devil was telling him every sin he had committed and how soon enough he would be in hell for them. That didn't bother Nikki, in fact it almost excited him in a morbid way. But then that bastard started talking about his sister and that's when Nikki lost it.
Tommy had been standing frozen in horror as he saw the Devil wordlessly communicating with Nikki. He was about to try and step in and do something when all of the sudden Nikki lost it. He started hitting the mirror and screaming and shouting.
"Talk about my sister again and I'll fucking kill you!" He yelled as he punched the glass. "If you're as powerful as people think you are than come out from behind the fucking mirror and fight me instead of being a little bitch."
As Nikki continued to yell the apartment began to shake and the Devil seemed to get angrier as he grew in size. Right when he looked as if he was about to climb out of the mirror Tommy ran at it and slammed into the mirror. Shattering it. As the glass shards fell to the floor the room stopped shaking and it felt like a weight was lifted off the room. The two men collapsed next to each other on the floor.
"Did you feel that?" Tommy asked
"The shaking or the fact that it feels like we can breathe again?"
"Both. But mostly the fact that we can breathe again."
"Then yeah, I felt that." Nikki went quiet for a minute. "I don't know what the fuck just happened but it was insane."
"Yeah man, you shouted at the Devil-" Tommy cut himself off because he had an idea "Dude, I just had a thought about what you should name our next album,"
"What is it?"
"Shout at the Devil"
"Holy shit that's genius. You know for an idiot you're pretty smart sometimes."
"Thanks asshole, love you too." Tommy said as he flipped Nikki off. "You think we can open your door now?"
"I don't know. Lets go check"
The two of them walked over to the front door. Nikki tried the handle and the door opened on the first try. They stepped out into the hallway.
"I need to get out of this here for a while. Wanna go get a drink or something and try to forget that any of this ever happened?" Nikki asked, trying to stop himself from running out of the building.
"That sounds like an excellent idea." Tommy said, just itching to get out of there.
And off the two of them went to go get shitfaced and to try and forget the horrors of the night.