Deep underground, in a man made cave was a gathering of twelve beings cloaked in black dirty garment. They all formed a ring, holding unto each others hands, in the center was a lady, clothed in a white garment now stained red, with a small slit across her throat. They waited, chanting and humming inaudible words and tones, as the source of life, her blood slowly seeped out of the open wound. She tried to move her body, as one could see her eyes making straining effort. But it was to no avail as tears slowly dropped out, the moment when one knew it was nothing but death that awaited them. Slowly her eyes turned glassy, as it began to look dreamy, she wasn't here anymore, she was dead already.The men increased their chanting as the surroundings began to give out a red vapor. The sacrifice was already made, now it was left to the goddess to receive it. The ground became hot under their bare feet as the smell of burning flesh permeated the environment. Notwithstanding the pain, they con
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