Cult Sex Leader and His Three Followers

1 Year Before AP

Correspondent: Mr. White, what are your claims that your so-called multi-leveling marketing company, MVIXN is just a sex cult? That you manipulate these poor women into giving you your money and having sex with you.

Neil White: It’s a ridiculous accusation. We at MVIXN are a discussion group focused on the betterment of the lives of women and men and our followers.

Correspondent: And the brandings?

Neil White: It’s not so ridiculous when people join gangs and get tattoos is it? It’s a mark of our commitment and faith to the Way and God.

Correspondent: But many have said-

Neil White: Listen to me Barbara, the only people who have a problem with the Way and our group is people from the outside. I have opened my doors to you and answered all your questions. You can talk with a number of the women or men here and ask them, they’ll tell you they aren’t **** here. They are happy here. They want to be here. There are no chains here Barbara to prevent them from leaving. We are a community of loving adults. Is this not America? Can we not be free to enjoy those things?

Correspondent: But there are many who left and said that you exploit women sexually, and use other women to recruit more women to exploit. In fact, no other men in the group are allowed to have sex with the women except for you which you say is God’s duty to you. Is this not true?

Neil White: Barbara, I’ve spent enough of my time trying to explain to you what we do here. I wanted to do this interview to reach out to as many people as we can, that there is a way. It’s the Way. The only true way to happiness and God.

Day of AP – Day 1

Adam Smith

The levees broke, downtown was being flooded by hordes of ravenous ghoul like creatures from the hospital. My source had already clued me in on the redacted tapes from China’s outbreak that he sent to me over a private server on a video file. It wasn’t going to be pretty whatever this thing that was coming.

I made my way for the Shelter. I started prepping the Fallout Shelter for arrivals and for myself. I entered my command room examining the exterior. There was a group of four people coming from the woods where the ranch was. The ranch was run by this hippie cultist that I tried to avoid. They made their way to my bunker, looking panicked. I could see groups of zombies in the woods coming towards the bunker.

I made a sour face and made my way to the door to welcome my new visitors. I entered in the biometrics and the password and felt like I have done this a million times before. The door slid open, and a man was standing in front of me imperiously. Unlike his three lady companions, who all looked terrified, he had a calm face and a holier-than-thou punchability to it that remained calm and smug despite the circumstances. He had glasses and greying black hair, was very short, maybe a foot smaller than me.

He made his way in and walked.

“Follow me, my children.” The man said and walked down the stairs towards my bunker. The women followed, all ignoring me and not making eye contact as they made their way down too.

“Well make yourself at homes why don’t ya,” I muttered under my breath and locked the door behind him.

I followed him, and he had made himself home. He was on my sofa sitting in a lotus position meditating. His “children” were doing the same, all sitting on my sofas. I rolled my eyes.

“Umm, can I ask who guys are?” I said, interrupting their obvious spiritual enlightenment. “We should probably introduce ourselves. I’m Adam Smith.”

“Adam Smith. Adam, you sound like a very lonely person.” This leader guy said

You sound like a tool, I thought.

The leader person then stood up and opened his eyes and said, “My given name is Neil White. However, you can call me father.”

“Okay, Neil. And the rest of you guys?”

“They are not to speak to men. Men cloud access to the Way.” Neil said.

“What about you?”

“I am different. It is, unfortunately, but only through me they can access the Way and speak to God.”

“Uh huh…” I feigned at scratching my head trying not to roll my eyes.

“So do you and your uh children want something to drink while you make yourselves at home in my home,” I said frankly being a bit passive-aggressive.

“Adam being possessive over material things only leads to suffering. Saying things like YOURs and MINEs kills a part of our collective souls. You do not own this beautiful Shelter. It is the Ways and God’s. Seeing that will bring you great happiness.” Neil said in all-knowing voice.

“Uh huh…”

I walked away and fetched a pitcher of water. I decided to get them some snacks to go with their water while they made themselves at home and decided on some nuts.