I remember how in my youth my 10-year-old brother, after watching the horrors, decided to call a brownie. He performed some rituals, read conspiracies, but it did not work out and he was very disappointed. Then the brother decided that first you need to make friends with him: he put cookies under the bath for the night, left milk in a glass and sweets.
By the next morning, the food was again untouched and the brother was already openly angry. He put a piece of paper and a pencil under the bathtub so that the brownie himself wrote what he wanted. On that day, everyone went to visit with an overnight stay, and I lied that I had a headache, escaped this fate and remained at home alone - I could not stand all these gatherings.
Deciding to play a prank on my brother, I drew some unknown symbol, taken from my head, on a hidden piece of paper, and put everything back under the bath. He did not even know that I was watching this whole process and would buy 100%. My cunning plan was simple and perfect. I walked all day and looked forward to the surprised face of my brother and even went to bed gloating.
The next day, I woke up early, despite the day off. And then I felt uncomfortable: by my bed lay that very leaflet, only a little crumpled. There was no one at home yet, there are no animals in the apartment. I went into the bathroom without turning on the light, squatted down and apologized to the brownie. Nobody answered me, but for some reason I knew, he heard. Since then, I no longer joke about people who believe in otherworldly forces.
And my brother, upon arrival from the guests, completely forgot about his obsession with brownies. As if someone tried here too.