1 the cult (unfinished )

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I awoke in a large, dimly lit room, lit only by torches aligning the room's walls. I sat up, disgruntled, and in a tired haze. First I was sleeping in my bed, best friend sleeping over next to me. Next? I awake in this dungeon like place? What the fuck? No one warned me.
I begin noticing that there are more people in the room, about 7 people the same width and length apart,creating a square or rectangle. It seems these people where also just starting to wake up, just as confused and annoyed as I was.
Further examining the room, I noticed the floors where a deep colored oak with red pentacles surrounding each person. I looked down and noticed, at my feet, was a blue-haired goat mask with long, tall horns, and red jeweled eyes.
I looked under other's feet and noticed similar masks such as a plastic, smiley face mask I had created last year, a purge mask I bought two years ago for Halloween. Other masks where unknown to me.
I was in a corner of the large rooms during the people next to me (long way) was a woman who had black, strait, hair in a bob, and (short way) was a man probably in his 50s. Balding and thin,with a trace of life tucked away.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 22, 2021 ⏰

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