"Enthralled" by copious amounts of papers and exams I sat in my seat staring off into space dreaming up all possible situations better than my reality. Ruling the world....becoming famous.....being a billionaire, they all sounded pretty good and better than the shit show I have to endure for the next hour. My professor mindlessly parades around the room blabbing about stuff I quite frankly did not give a single fuck about and now I really felt no reason to pay attention. In the midst of my daydreaming flashes of me and a mysterious figure clouded my mind. Graphic erotic scenes showing me in the throw of passion completely overwhelmed me. I figited and sat in my seat and I started to feel my whole body start to burn up from the inside. It wasn't unbearable or painful at all....it was just HOT. I refused to get up and ask to leave because being the one eyed down by hundreds of people isn't exactly my cup of tea and so I sat there....for the next hour trying to restrain myself from doing anything I would regret. As soon as it was free game to leave I was the first one out the door. I rushed quickly back to my home ignoring peoples desperate need to talk to me as I made my way there.
Finally making it home I throw my books and bag onto the floor beside the door beforing making a b-line to my bedroom and hopping up onto my bed. I slumped back into bed bringing my knees up to my chest, trying to just fully take in everything that had had happened during class. The word Air echoes in my head taking a permanent position in what seems more important at the moment. Feeling the plush support of the mattress on my back I quickly fall into a deep sleep, and thoughts of these strange horned creature inhabited my dreams. Some romantic, some sensual but I never once felt like I was uncomfortable or scared with what was going on. Everything went so fluidly and to my liking as if I was lucid dreaming but I had absolutely no control over what was going on. From a few small fragments I remember of my dreams I saw the curvaceous body of what looked like to be a lady devil. Soon she was joined by a taller more slender woman who was very much well endowed.
The taller one was quite captivating. She had a more…….sensual aura to her which was indeed very alluring and made me feel an array of different ways. She stood proudly, her feet close together, hands folded to the front. She was dressed in a luxurious well fitted pants which hugged her hips and thighs very nicely. A tight black button up shirt topped with a pair of suspenders and worn on her face was a shint chrome devil horn mask, with a cut out around the mouth and beautiful shaped locks of hair that framed her face. From the mist more of her emerged, There was so many of her, but all with subtle differences. One had a pair of tattoos on their hands in the shape of a heart half that came together to form a full heart. Another was much shorter and petite than I remember that woman to be, they looked quite small and fragile which was cute in a way. There were others but all i could get were subtle eye color differences. They could not have all been her.
Everything about her made my body tremble and yearn for her, but It felt as if I had no control over my body. She hypnotized me with little to no effort at all. Everything I felt in my dream felt as if I was experiencing it for real. I could feel gentle fingers caress my stomach and sides where I was most ticklish making me squirm and whine like a child. The seductive breathing on my neck, the caress of my thighs and neck I could feel all of it. Whispers in my ears rang loud all at once saying various words. “Earth, Fire, Water, Air, Aether. Alpha, Omega.” everything came at me all at once, I felt so overwhelmed as well as confused . All of the horn masked beings began chanting in unison repeating their names over and over again. The called themselves the Nameless Ghouls. Air stuck out above all the rest. Her tone was harsh and affirmative and easier to distinguish from the rest. Everything just becomes a blur as I start to wake up. It felt like the room was spinning, there was so much pressure put on my skull I couldn’t even think straight. My arms were weak, I couldn’t even pull myself to sit up properly, everything ached.
I laid in bed for a little longer just staring up at the ceiling recounting for everything that I had saw and this is where I now start to feel a bit uneasy. I don't know if it's my mind pulling tricks on me or if something else is really go on, but I really didn’t care to ponder on it for much longer. I went about the rest of my day like normal but still feeling a little on edge which was pretty much out of my control. I tried many things to calm myself down but of course nothing worked, which wasn’t much of a shocker so I just powered through it.
I decided rather than question what was going on I should put my brain to good use and dig into what these visions i have been having really are. So i guess its off to the library and with that i pick up my bag as I walk to the front door and take a quick jog to my campus library. Sitting down at the last empty table in the room, I pull out my laptop from my bag which also held all of my sketches as well as pencils. Typing in keywords of phrases I heard those people saying I came across a blog post of mostly links and pictures titled “Chapel Of Ritual.” Upon browsing a few of the links, skimming over them quickly it seemed like it was all just lore and stories of a satanic cult group called “Opus Eponymous”. Organized and ran from 1810 till about 1962 in the underground tunnels beneath our own local church. Forced into hidimg they continued their sacrificial offerings of pigs, dogs and other farm animals were given in worship to their gods they referred to as “Cardinal Copia and the Nameless Ghouls.” most of the pages had pictures of alchemy symbols on them that tied together with one of the so called ghouls. The odd thing was each website claimed there to be 9 ghouls yet only 6 are accounted for and documented. Those 6 being Fire also adressed as Alpha, Aether also called Omega, Water, Earth and Air. No matter how much digging I did the unknown the 7th 8th and 9th ghoul were basically a mystery. The last few links were news reports covering the trend teens and kids seem to be following of trying to summon these deities by preforming a ritual to summon them. There have been around 12 counts of trespassing into the tunnels and old church which have been abandoned and boarded up all linked to this new trend with the kids. The police who refused to have any involvement with this were now being forced to take action because neither of those places are safe to explore.
Deciding to print out all the information most valuable to me, I head off to my apartment to relax for a bit. I looked over the information collected, trying my best to find anything about the ritual everyone passed off as a challenge which led me to befriend a woman who went by the online alias “Ghuleh”. Well versed in witchcraft knowledge and culture, she claimed to know a lot about the cult and happily explained to me everything she knew. Ghuleh told me that the 3 remaining ghouls were only worshipped by a select few of the cult who dove deeper into the religion till it completely consumed them. While they did not have names, Ghuleh and other people gave them all nicknames to pick them out from all the rest. The first ghoul they named “Special Ghoul” because in illustrations he is the only one out of all of them to have green eyes. The second and third ghouls were still a bit of a mystery to them but the key stand out factor of these ghouls were they were drawn with a feminine frame, one more curvaceous and the other more fragile and petite. So because of that they named them each “Ghoulette”. Ghuleh already knew I wanted to know about the ritual before I even got around to asking and emailed me pictures scanned straight from an old book of some kind. She went into detail about how those pages list what I will need to prepare and bring with me if I were to perform this ritual and urged me if done correctly I would be perfectly fine and safe. We said our goodbyes and I quickly signed off to look around my house for the materials.
5 black candles and large square piece of black fabric to write on where the first two things on the list and what seemed like the easiest to find right now. Remembering that my roommate had a lot of excess fabric from designing her own clothes I went through her room to cut myself some black fabric. While I was in there I was lucky enough to find a white fabric marker and the candles I was looking for, shoving everything into a plastic grocery bag.
