A woman is drawing pentagram after pentagram on the floor of a boarded up library. She's already going to Hell, and soon, since the food and firewood has run out and nobody's letting her in and she doesn't have a car or enough money for a bus ticket, and someone had a series of weird occultist books, so why not try? It's better than just sitting there shivering. She chants as she draws the outer part of the circle.
This person speaks a 19th century dialect of English in an American accent, and a bit of badly misunderstood Latin.
"-What, did it actually work?"