[ WP ] A kid doodling in a math class accidentally creates the world 's first functional magic circle in centuries .

The first indication anyone in class had that something was wrong was the professor freezing mid sentence. one moment, he's standing in front of the class lecturing monotonously on golden ratio and the next his chalk was clamoring to ground. Following the line of his wide-eyed stupor the children looked around, toward me, sitting in the back of the class watching a charcoal black hand slowly climb its way out of the my spiral notebook. 
 
 My face must have matched the teachers, and it certainly wouldnt be long before everyone else's faces changed to match as well, like echoes of Professor Albert and I's surprise. 
 
 Next came a voice. I suppose we should call it a voice. It was more like the sound of a car accident squeezed and malformed into something resembling English words, though i could n't quite make it out. A few children screamed and the obvious scent of evacuated bowels filled the room. i was n't sure if it was a terrified classmate, or perhaps it was coming from the circle. Hell, it could have even come from me. 
 
 inch by inch it slithered and crept up and out of my notebook. part of what must have been it's slimy charred black head, and one full arm had made it through. One of the more courageous students attempted to smash it back down into the nothingness that it crawled out of with the heft of his Mathematics textbook but it struck an invisible barrier and turned to ash. the circle i had doodled in my book expanded and the creature was able to come through faster. 
 the crunch of it's unsettling metal voice beginning to become understandable phrases. 
 
 `` which of you tiny powerless imbeciles assumed the right to disturb me?'' 
 
 all four of it's glowing amber eye's locked on my. The cute girl two seats away fainted. I had had a crush on her, now i wasnt so sure she would n't be crushed herself. 
 
 I stammered and stuttered uselessly as the creature grew in size and completely entered the room. it was well over nine feet tall, with six spindelly spidery legs that clacked against the tile flooring. Hunched over, it came in close, the stench of it's body choking me as it roared, it's anger shaking the building, shattering one of the windows as i fell out of my chair and scuttled backwards until my back was pressed against the wall. The creature was between me and the way out. i was trapped. 
 
 `` ANSWER ME LITTLE MONSTER'' 
 
 every hair on my body stood on end as i vomited on the beast, apparently a biological attempt at purging a stomach filled with nothing but fear. 
 the beast let it's purple-grey tongue slither out of what i could only describe as a jagged torso and lapped up the bile... my overpowering disgust at the sight gave me brief reprieve from the overwhelming fear. 
 
 `` me'' i squeaked pathetically, feeling like anything spoken allowed was a simultaneous triumph of bravery and a temptation for the creature to tear me apart. 
 
 `` well then'' a voice in my head, much more pleasant but still clearly born of this monstrosity spoke, `` what is it that you desire most deeply'' 
 
 i curled into a ball and began to weep uncontrollably. maybe i had gone insane. 
 i did n't have words. i couldnt even think. it reached out with it's charcoal arm and touched a sharpened claw-finger to the center of my forhead. It burned like a hot poker and i screamed the deepest rawest scream i have ever screamed before or since. when it moved its claw, it said, almost thoughtfully, 
 
 `` i see...'' 
 
 then it vanished... leaving a classroom of damaged desks pushed into a massive circle around me, empty stares, the stink of shit, and disheveled attempts at regaining composure. 
 
 `` what the fuck was that?'' i muttered to the tension in the room. 
 
 As everyone gathered themselves they turned their gazes back to me. instinctively, i knew that what would come next was n't going to be pleasant for me. i was n't ready for blame, much like i was n't ready for what actually happened next...
