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Chapter 11 by Syloren Syloren

What is inside?

A Ritual of Blood

The room looks like something out of a nightmare, made of black polished stone and lit by growing red sigils on the wall that creates a hellish atmosphere. There are several nude men and women chained to the ground around a large pool in the middle of the room, you realize their crying, pleading, and screaming was the noise you heard. Every captive has a demon standing nearby, looking towards a creature in the back.

The creature is barely human looking, it's limbs are long and thin and jagged horns and spikes erypt from all over its' blood red skin. Its' single eye glows bright yellow as it raises a hand, as if to signal something. On cue the demons turn to the captives and slit their throats with clawed hands. The creature points to the pool and its' eye turns red, suddenly the blood from the victims erupts forth in a torrent, flooding into the pool. The demons take the bodies away into another room as you are brought to the pool, the creature turning to Abbadon as you approach.

"The ritual is prepared my lord..." The creature speaks in a scratchy voice, its' eye snaps to you as it finishes. "This...frail creature is the subject? It certainly does not look capable of surviving the process..."

"Oh I believe she's more suited than you would think and if not..." Abbadon looks at one of the corpses being dragged away. "Our employment drives always seem to turn up more...human resources."

"As you say...prepare her." The demons escorting you turn their claws to you, fear rises in you but Abbadon's presence calms and reassures you. You can feel their swipes graze your skin and your clothes fall to the ground in tatters. The demons jerk you towards the edge of the pool, the creature points at it and the blood begins to glow bright crimson. Abbadon leans into you, her mouth practically touching your ear.

"You want this job, to be useful to me, don't you Sarah?"

"Of...of course." Your mind is groggy, clouded but you feel the desire to please Abbadon.

"Well in order to be strong enough for me to use you I need you to dive into that pool. I won't lie, it will be quite painful, but if you can withstand it you'll be incredibly powerful."

"I'll be whatever you want me to."

"Good girl. And don't worry if you fail, I'm sure I can find a use for a mindless beast." Abbadon firmly slaps you on the back, causing you to stumble forward and fall into the pool.

The blood is thick, moving in it is a disgusting feeling. You feel a metallic taste as you open your mouth slightly and then pain overwhelms you. Every inch of your body is wracked with burning pain, making you writhe and gasp in shock. As you gasp more blood floods down your throat, making the pain even worse. Visions start to flash before your eyes, you see lives you've ruined, people you've hurt through your life. You see the secretary, Anna. Rage builds in you, you grab her head and smash it against a desk until her skull is a bloody ruin. You see more people and dispatch them in similarly violent ways. As you carve a bloody path through them you start to enjoy it more and more, the pleasure you feel from the slaughter starting to feel almost sexual. You feel like you could stay here forever but...aren't you forgetting something?

Did you forget something?

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