Charlotte has always been an unconventional girl. When the other girls were playing with barbie dolls, Charlotte was playing with ouija boards and pentagrams. From her hair to her attire to her manner, she has opened herself up to darkness.
You see, Charlotte worships the devil. Has been for years. She's pledged to him and his brethren, mind, body and soul. Evil is what she hungers for.
Every year when the stars align, and the dark magic is at its strongest is when Charlotte is at her happiest. And that time is now. The time when the boundaries between our realm and that where the demons dwell weakens. The time when evil is let loose.
For the last several years Charlotte has been trying to summon one of her favorite demons, Brandonnicus. While Brandonnicus took the form of a masked man, he was anything but. A monster with a fearful reputation, Brandonnicus was known in the days of old as being extremely violent...and perverted. Villagers feared leaving their daughters outside lest he snatch them up and violate them.
But none of that makes Charlotte afraid. Rather, it excites her. She is a virgin, yes. But she knows that this fact will only excite him. Charlotte knows that in order to be truly one with the black arts she must allow for the demon to possess her and be allowed to fulfill all his twisted desires on her virgin body.
Charlotte also knows that today...the time is ripe. She has failed to summon him in the past, but today she has been extra careful, extra deliberate. Today is the day. That all of her dark prayers and desires are finally fulfilled.