It is difficult to describe what was happening to Sage...

Sage's weakened and sperm-covered body was grabbed by muscular arms...

Her body was being carried somewhere...

The ceiling of the cave corridors was moving quickly before her clouded vision.

She was trying to scream something.

Unfortunately, the cry for help sounded like a quiet, unintelligible muttering.

A mixture of saliva and sperm was oozing from her limply open mouth.

The reason for the weakening of the muscles of the body and mind was not only that the many hours of depraved orgy had deprived Sage of energy.

That bittersweet drink from the flask that Sage drank before the orgy began.

This substance affected both the body and the mind.

In the rabbit-girl's head, Naomi's voice was heard over and over again, although she was not there right now: "Drink... You don't want to offend us by showing disrespect to our customs, do you? Drink... Drink... Drink..."

Sage was trying to twitch her arms and legs.

In vain - she is held tightly by muscular arms.

Her body continues to be carried somewhere through the darkness of the underground caves...

Finally, the body of the weakened rabbit-girl is brought inside a vast dark room.

The body is placed on a long table, which is made of a strange black stone.

The touch of the stone on the skin is cold.

Along the walls there are many large sculptures that depict naked men and women with a strange appearance (horns on the head; huge bat wings behind their backs; some have long tails). Some of the sculptures are anthropomorphic - their heads look like the heads of goats or scary insects.

The lighting in the room is poor: there are no lamps, fluorescent mushrooms or moss. The light comes only from many small candles that stand near the foot of each of the statues.

Sage feels that her arms are no longer holding her.

She tries to get up from the stone table.

But an all-consuming weakness permeates her entire body.

Before she can make any significant movement, she hears singing in an unfamiliar language.

Among the sculptures, in the semi-darkness, there are figures of persons. who are dressed in hooded robes.

Polyphonic singing sounds from everywhere.

Her head is spinning.

Headache.

Someone comes closer and pours liquid from a flask directly into Sage's slightly open mouth.

Most of the liquid manages to penetrate into the body before the rabbit-girl starts coughing.

The singing continues.

Among the unfamiliar words of the singing, something similar to names sounds: "Lucifer ... Lilith ... Baphomet ... Belzebuth ..."

The body of the rabbit-girl lies on a long stone table and twitches in small convulsions.

Some frightening hallucinations arise before the gaze of Sage.

It seems to her that the sculptures that are located along the walls of this vast dark cave begin to move like living creatures.

She tries to calm herself down mentally: "It's... It's just one of those scums who wear robes!" However, it soon becomes obvious that this is not the case.

Many horned figures with wings and tails move around Sage, flying in the air!

In the semi-darkness, their eyes begin to shine. Exuding a wide range of colors.

In the head of Sage, in addition to the voice of Noemi and the echo of polyphonic singing, strange and frightening voices sound, which ... laugh!

The terrifying laughter of many monstrous creatures.

The consciousness of Sage is close to the threshold of madness ...

In addition, images of the past arise in her mind.

The events of the tragic journey during which Luna died.

Events in the settlement of Burnsyde.

Events in the settlement of the Warren.

Relationships with different persons.

Sex with Clive ...

Sucking his hard cock ...

Condemnation and contempt of Aurora ...

Against the background of the cacophony of sounds in the head, images in the consciousness replace each other.

All this looks like some kind of psychedelic nightmare from which there is no escape ...

No escape?!

Is this the end of Sage's life?!

The remnants of her mind urge her to frantically strive to preserve her own life.

A scream escapes her mouth: "I want to live! Please! Let all this stop!"

Or rather, she would like to shout it out.

Instead of a powerful scream, some kind of pitiful quiet sobbing and a couple of unintelligible words come out...

Sage is almost broken...

A little more and her psyche simply will not withstand the pressure...

Dark figures in robes surround the table on which the body of Sage lies.

A dark silhouette bends over the convulsing body.

Or is this another hallucination?

Sage is already having trouble distinguishing reality from the ghostly images of horned creatures...