Note: I did not create this pasta and I am in no way taking credit for writing it. I'm just passing it on.Quick, you don't have much time!
Get to your nearest hand mirror. Not the ones on your walls, they won't work.
Okay, now prick your finger. Drip three drops on to the mirror in a triangle formation. Go into a room with no windows and turn off the lights.
Do you see me? I'm that demon in there. Don't worry, I soon won't seem this way. My mouth will be open and you need to make an offering; nothing too big, just an earring or something. I should now appear as a young man. Put your hand on the mirror.
Now, don't be mad, but I must bite you. You will start to dissolve; don't be alarmed. The process is long, but relatively painless. I should mention that I have done this countless times. Once your whole body is gone you will materialize in my home.
Once here, you will not find a door that leads outside. You will also not find me. You are welcome to anything in my home. But if you don't do this when I enter your world you will die. Over and over. Your death will be your material body reassembling itself, in my home, over a span of years; a painful and reverse process of your initial dissolution. You will serve no purpose but to feel pain.
Why am I telling you this? Because once the human race is gone, you will be my new pet. And trust me, if you don't go to my house, I will be sure to kill you slowly and painfully in your house right now.
Time is of the essence, pet.
Do this for me. I'm lonely, and the billions before you are reassembling and useless to me because they didn't heed my warning.