"For the most part, yeah. Some stuff has actually worked before- harmless stuff. Good luck charms, weather wishes, lighting a candle by blowing on it but I figured it was cuz of something in the wick. The people that believe in it get validation, everyone else says I'm using special effects to make shit happen. So it's kind of a win-win. People that know what they're doing get to know what does work and what doesn't, everyone else thinks I'm cool shit." A fraud, but cool shit. He can live with that.

"Uh. There's not that much call for demon summoning anymore. Not really. At least not that I know of? It's not exactly something I'd be comfortable proving to be true, which is where the journalisim segment comes in handy." He will lie his ass off if he needs to in order to bury this tape. First he needs to hide the damn thing, it wasn't supposed to work at all.

Next he's gotta find the rest of the copies of this book and hide THOSE too. Fun.

It's easy to roll around in his head while he picks up cans and bottles and to-go containers- yeah maybe he needs to get out a little more. "Mhmm. Carolina. It's a state- well one of two states in the US. Last roomie that stuck was from there. So was a squadmate back from my time in the military. So. You're stuck with me, Carolina. Unless that's not gonna work then I'll think of something else."