The layers of ice

A new threat

It's sunday morning, my mother has already returned home but I purposedly forgot my coat at the church to have an excuse to go back.

In front of the door I hardened myself.

It happened again.

Another girl was sacrificed.

I don't care if the great spirit left her free.

I don't care if she ran away on her own.

I failed to protect her.

I puch the big door of the church whide open.

-Who dared to disobey the great spirit of the baikal ? I roar.

They think I'm a godess ?

Then I will take adventage of it  until I can no more.

The shaman lightly bowed to me.

-I think Altan and Yury decided to conduct a sacrifice on their own.

-Then denounce them to police, I spit. You. Handle that matter, I order the policeman who participated in my sacrifice.

The person present look at each other, unconfortable or even fearful. For them i'm a direct manifestation of the warth of the great spirit. But there is somthing else...

-What ? I ask in a sharp voice.

-Great lady... They gone missing ever since the girl returned.

I snor.

-Find them, I souldn't even have to worry about that.

I want to go home... I want to get away from these people.

Far away from this damned city !

But my former friend, Yue, sudenly break in the church. I never saw her like that. Terrified.

-Great Lady, shaman..! The fishermen...

She was so panicked she could'nt even speak.

-Altan and Yury... Lida found them dead in the lake ! The symbol of the great spirit is engraved on their fronthead !

His image flash in my mind, the monster whose hand is justice in a third of russia. He killed them.

But before I can think any further the shaman take my hand and drag me outside with the crowd of fanatics which was in the church. We followed Yue who guided us to the crime scene. Police was already here, surrounded by many people of the town.

The captain Vasili looked at me with a look of surprise on his face. Surely he didn't expect her to rush over a crime scene related to a creepy shamanic custom... But he soon regained his composure.

His gase traveled all around the crowd.

-While you all are here I want to tell you somthing, he said with a dead cold tone.

I feel a shiver run down my spine and it has nothing to do with the cold.

-Drowning a concious person is not that easy, he starts. Actuly it's really difficult, it's long, it's require strengh. It would take five persons... Ten, to drow two persons at the same time. And this murder has been carefully planned and staged, so 20 people participated this, or even more. And it's hard mentaly speaking, to kill someone so slowly, therefor I think it's not the first time somthing like that append.   

The entier crowd gluped like one man. The capitain is mistaken. He do not describe the events of yesterday, but thoses which take place twice a year for centuries...

-So ear me out. You will never sacrifice human beings again.

I am the first to leave that place.

I have to talk to the spirit of the lake.