The Summoning Chamber

The ladder ended in a tunnel; Lois felt bare, damp concrete beneath her feet. Taking out her phone to use as a flashlight, she observed she was in something like a sewer maintenance tunnel...although there had been alterations. Strange, cabalistic symbols were painted and etched on the wall, strings of Christmas lights were strung overhead, although not on at the moment.

There was a slight breeze from the reporter's left...but her interest was drawn to the right. There was a heavy curtain drawn across the tunnel there...separating a space off from the rest... She turned toward the curtain and carefully drew it aside.

The room within was small, barely seven feet square, and dominated by a complex circle-and-star symbol painted on the floor, marked by the stubs of black candles. No...not a circle and star, quite. The image on the floor was like Leonardo da Vinci's Vitruvian Man...except a woman. Naked, splayed wide, overlayed on a pentagram, a strange stain marking the crossed lines at her crotch.

The walls were marked with ore of the cabalistic sigils, and Lois carefully took pictures...and then, following some impulse, slipped inside, letting the curtain fall shut behind her.

The atmosphere inside the chamber was close...the air still, and full of old smells. Spices, burned herbs...and sex. Lois could almost taste it with every breath. The musky, yeasty, sweaty odor of women...and the reporter felt the sudden weight of the stone cock weigh down on her crotch, as though it had grown suddenly heavier.

Lois laid a hand on her stomach...and then slid down, to right above her mound. She could feel the hardness of the thing inside of her, through her skin. It was growing increasingly more uncomfortable...like a growing pressure deep within, the kind of sensation Lois normally only felt during gynecologist exams.

"What were they doing here?" she whispered...and then she noticed the line of text, running around the edges of the room. Too faint to make out from a distance, but if she got on her hands and knees...