I'm sitting peacefully on my couch, watching a drama on TV, when I hear someone ringing the doorbell. As I go to answer, I'm startled when I find out that there's no one at the door. There's just a white envelope by the doorstep.

I pick it up and go back inside. Struck by curiosity, I open it and find a note. I read it aloud, wanting to make sure it isn't a trap.

To: Kim Yura

You're invited to our fantastic underground party! Come and join us for a night of fun, games and... some booze.

Cheers!
The SKPS (South Korea Party Society)

That's it? Just an invitation to a party? Nothing I can't handle. Well, if I manage to find its location. I mean, I don't feel like wandering around to find some mysterious place I've never heard off.

I guess it's time to do a little bit of research on this South Korea Party Society...

***

Okay. It turns out that I found very little on it. No phone number, no social media profiles. Just a post by a dude called Ban Dooho saying that "tonight's party is going to be a blast" all while tagging the area of a hideous dumpster somewhere in the suburbs.

If this means that I've finally found the location, then I'm set. I just have to get ready to let loose and have some fun to leave this stressful period behind.

Okay, now I have another problem. What should I wear?

***

I'm at the entrance of the dumpster, the invitation safe in my purse. As I approach the three bouncers blocking my path to fun, I flash my best smile, take the note and shove it right on their smug faces. They, after hesitating a bit, let me in.

As soon as I'm in the heart of this abysmal place, however, I'm horrified when I find a group of people sitting around what seem to be Ouija tables (I wish I were wrong, though), all wearing cloaks that completely cover their faces.

Suddenly, one of those figures stands up and approaches me. "Come, take a seat."

I hesitate. "Wh-who are y-you?"

The other person takes their cloak off. It's a woman, whose small eyes are locked into a stern glance. "My name is Bang Solbyeol. I hope you're enjoying yourself already, because our summoning is about to start in two minutes."

"Wh-what kind of summoning?" I ask again, confused at her words.

"We're going to call the Devil. And, now that you're here, it's going to be a lot easier. The more, the merrier." She blinks at me before picking a used black cloak, looking like hers, and throwing it at me. "Now wear it. You're going to need it to start your initiation."

"So, are you telling me that all this jazz is to be part of your sect? Is this what you at the South Korea Party Society do?" Now, anger is taking over my voice. I can't believe I'm being lured in by deceptions and lies. "Does this mean that the SKPS, or whatever it is, is just a fraud?"

"No, please, don't call it a fraud. It's just a disguise." Solbyeol grins as she pronounces these words, purring in particular at disguise. This is not a disguise. It's a deception! "The point is, we need to act stealthy. This is what we came up with such a ridiculous name."

"And what is your sect's real name, then?" My voice is now a hiss.

"It's South Korea Paranormal Society. We summon ghosts, demons, creatures of every kind," she explains.

"And why the Devil in person, as well?"

"Actually, it's just a test. Very few people pass it. Many other fail, or just give up. I understand if you don't want to try." With that said, she's about to turn her back at me and get back in circle when I stop her.

"Let's do this, then." I put on the black coat, follow Solbyeol and take my place in circle next to her. I don't know why exactly I decided to join this sect, but, now that I'm in, there's no more going back.

The initiation can start now.

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