(....) interaction with reader
“….” Speech
‘….’ Thought
*my comments
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“Tu autem, Domine Satanas tenebris. Humiliter offerunt hoc sacrificium” *realise not the best translation
‘How did it end up like this? The one night I decided to indulge my occult side and this happens. Just my luck’
‘You’re probably wondering who I am and what has happened. Well not to bore you with the details (sadly more like I don’t have the time) I’ll keep this short and simple. My name is Allen, 21 and was a neet but seem to now be employed as a sacrifice.’
‘Yes a sacrifice is what I said. Your probably wondering who the fuck does that, I mean who do you know is stupid enough to become a sacrifice. Apparently me. All I did was attend this occult group meeting that I saw on the internet, thought it be fun and blow off steam and next thing I know I am tied and gagged to a table with a whole lot of crazy around me.’
“Solemnitatem in carne…….” As the hooded man says this he plunges the knife into Allen
“MMMMMMM!!” you can hear muffled screams of pain coming from Allen as the knife tears open his stomach, letting his intestines spill out onto the table now running red in his blood.
Allen’s body is convulsing violently, his back arching, legs twitching and arms pulling at the ropes. After a few minutes he finally stops and his body now lies limp like a puppet after having its strings severed.
‘FUUUUUUCK!! That was painful. Why couldn't they have gone for the heart, those sick bastards?’
‘Wait, how am I still thinking?’
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Upon further inspection he found himself floating in a place void of any light. How he knew this he was unsure, as he had no eyes to see this or any form of physical body for that matter in which to be experiencing this.
He suddenly felt a light tug, then another getting steadily stronger each time, till soon he was being dragged through this abyss. Suddenly he was enveloped by a blinding light and
when he next opened his eyes he found himself staring at an ugly wrinkled smiling face.
Allen tried talking “Wuoaaaaaaaaa” but all that came out was a cry. While crying the old man (now referred to as the boogie man on account of his frightful face) hoisted him up in the air, in doing so Allen got a glimpse of himself in a mirror and was shocked to see a red looking baby with two lumps on its head staring back.
The boogie man then proceeded to spin him in a circle
‘Not only is this man ugly but he’s also a sadist doing this to a new born. I think I am going to hurl.’
Allen then noticed the bowing hooded figures surrounding him and he suddenly felt a chill running up his spine
“Praise be, our lord and saviour has been born!” the boogie man’s voice thunder through the room
‘Oh shit not another cult’ then Allen finally hurled all over the boogie man causing everyone to cringe away in silence. Leaving the room quiet except for the laughs of a baby.
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I would be very welcome to any advice for me on my work as this is my first time writing a novel. Releases won’t be fast as this is done in my free time and as a hobby so when I can I will write.