This shadow came up. It was pitch black. He had nothing but white eyes. His eyes were like a normal human's. It worked. The man had said the shadow just stood there, staring into the man's soul. It didn't speak. It didn't move. It stood until the man asked for something he had wanted. It was almost like he was asking the devil, making a bargain with the devil's grandson. He wrote everything that he had saw in a book. My great great great grandfather had passed it down in my family to stay away from that family, as the shadow was almost like a genie. And that's why I've been gone for such a long time.
I came back. I think no one's crazy enough to summon the shadow again, but if there are, I might have to stop them. I'm old now, so that's why I want you to take my place, grandson.