Under The Black Soul
Ritual
*Sylvania's POV*
We stood around a gravestone. It was already midnight. Each of us had a black candle. Ruben,our leader,was covered in corpse paint. He began his usual speech.
"Today we are here to pray to the lord of hell.I want you to repeat after me.
'I believe in Satan.I pray to him no matter what happens.I'm full of devilish faith.Christians are my enemies.Satanism is the only true and right religion.'" We repeated proudly.After that we all cutted our wrists and let the blood drop down onto the gravestone.
*Andy's POV*
I watched their ritual. It was magical and awful at the same time.I saw her standing next to the gravestone.She seemed to enjoy it. I asked Jinxx who stood next to me if he could make a little light. "Are you stupid?!? What if they'll see us?" He whisper-yelled. I hold up my hands in defense. I looked back at the ritual. They had already finished it and the most of the people had gone home. Only Sylvania and a guy covered in corpse paint were still here.They talked,laughed and smiled at each other. I was getting jealous but I pushed the feeling away. I decided I had seen enough and turned to Jinxx. "I think we can call it a night man." He nodded,mumbled something and we disappeared into thin air.
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