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Once I’m sure Kasey is gone and the house is quiet once more, I speak to the lantern. “Thank you for the assistance, demon flame. Now go back to hell from whence you came.”
The candle flickers out, leaving behind a vaguely corrosive smell, and some magical black residue smudges the glass panes of the lantern. It’s that tar-like substance that gives it its name—dark magic.
It draws from forces of darkness and collects sin and blood as tithe. It’s forbidden, evil magic.
And my new acquaintance Kasey saw me using it.