There is a cavern deep in the mountain. Filled with pods containing dead shriveled bodies, interconnected with the tens of pipes.
Not a single person in any of the hundreds of pods is alive. How I knew that, because the prime had said so.
The prime is wearing a white robe that hits everything about him and a mask.
There is no single patch of his skin that could be seen or his aura, but I know he is prime. I recognized even before Yantis bowed to him.
In the center of the is a poll filled with a clear liquid that came from those pods.
Seeing that, rage bubbled in my heart, but I controlled myself and looked packet.
These two aren't the only ones there; there are also eight other people. Some of them are wearing masks, while others are openly showing their face.
This is a cult facility without a doubt and belongs to a powerful cult.
Vote, Please. Its Sunday.
Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please.
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