The Ritual – A Short Story

It was time. Everyone shuffled into the inner room . They walked over to the table in the middle of the room.

On the table, was a skull.

This was no ordinary skull. This was where their powers came from. This was the source.

They waited for the master.

He walked in a minute later and all fell silent. He took the skull from the table and placed it on the throne.

They all started chanting.

 

Photo by Mathew MacQuarrie on Unsplash

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