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Sheena watched Tamara leaving, a satisfied smile tugging at her lips. She had done her best to lure Tamara as the next sacrifice for their God, Sclothis. Sclothis was going to be so proud of her and would promote her in the ranks after this. She would be able to stand at the main oval table and dissect the body directly instead of watching it from sidelines always.
As soon as Tamara left, Sheena hurried down to her place, a small apartment where the rest of the cultists were waiting for the latest update on the mark.
“What did she say?” Ozra asked excitedly. She was the one heading the project. All others were either sitting and doing their usual office work or watching TV. All the cultists were employed but no one knew that they also belonged to Selothis’s cult. It was a code between them not to tell anyone which cult they belonged to. If they said it, they were executed by Selothis himself.
“It went well!” Sheena chirped. “Tamara has agreed for a dinner at her place. And-” she looked at Ozra with a glint in her eyes. “-you can come with me!”
Ozra’s lips curled up. “Good work, Sheena. You deserve a lot of praise.”
“Thank you!” Sheena grinned.
“That’s fine,” Ozra che “ut you
have to act like my drug–addict mother.”
Sheena looked at all others and found that they were looking at her curiously. “What?” she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “I may be young, but I know how to do the work.”
Others laughed but Ozra only smiled.
You are
the
youngest, and there was reason why Selothis included you in the cult.”
Sheena managed to smile, feeling proud of herself. This was her first project and she had succeeded. Tamara was in her grasp already. She had been charming, friendly and very sweet all the time, while maintaining an image of a poor little girl with a sad background. People fell for it so fast.
“So what’s the plan once we reach her place?” Sheena asked. “That place is guarded by over ten people. I don’t know why, but they are all fucking hulks. It would take more than physical strength to take them all down.”
Other men came to sit with Sheena at the table with their beers and laptops. “Tell us more about the house,” said the tallest one with glasses.
Sheena started, “Summer, our last sacrifice is in a room on the first floor. She is still weak and fragile, and that boy, Bradley -he is always around her. Tamara keeps looking out for Summer, which is stupid, but I guess, you can’t do anything about it. There are two girls who always work for them. Like house helps. And those are so scared of these men!”
“We have to do something to make sure that they are all down before we take Tamara,” the man breathed. “It would be impossible to steal her under such heavy security.”
“We can do it!” Sheena announced. “I’ve said that my mom makes lovely chicken pot pie.”
Everyone became silent for a few moments before a few men began laughing.
“That can be arranged,” Ozra replied with a smile. “I’ll add a heavy dose of drugs to the pot pie.”
“Yep!” Sheena said. “I’ll make sure that all of them eat it, including Tamara.”
“And once they have eaten it, it will take about twenty minutes for the effect to show. They’ll be down soon, and then all of you can come and bind them with ropes,” Ozra instructed.
“But you have to use a large dose,” one of the men said. “They are bulky people. They’ll need large doses in order to knock
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“I can use large doses, but what if they die,” Ozra pointed. “I mean they are drugs, not a child’s play. The last thing we want is police trailing us down.”
The man shrugged. “Do what you think is right. All I’m saying is that they should pass out for just enough time until we take Tamara with us.”
“Maybe you can mix a little extra,” Sheena suggested. “We need enough time to take Tamara out of there and into the cult building.”
There was a heavy silence as they all planned their next move. Everything was in place, but there was anxiety in the air.
“Why don’t you get Tamara out of her house and drug her?” another thin and wiry man suggested.
“You mean drug her in the public?” Sheena scoffed. “Are you out of your mind? I will be caught immediately!”
“I am just suggesting…” he murmured.
“Well, we will go as Sheena suggested,” Ozra replied in a firm voice. “She has already laid the trap, and all we have to do is execute our plan.”
“But I don’t think that everyone is gonna eat that chicken pot pie!” a man grunted.
“That could be an issue,” another said.
“Then what are we going to do?”
Ozra took a deep breath in because this was a genuine problem. “I’ll get some red velvet pastries and lace them with drugs.”
“You know what?” a man interrupted. “You can take wine bottle laced with drugs. That usually does wonders. In this case you should take two wine bottles.”
Ozra narrowed her eyes. “That’s great idea. Better than red velvet pastries. You can put drugs in the bottles?”
“Yes, I can,” the man replied with a hint of pride. “It’s easy to inject it through cork.”
“Nice!” Sheena chirped. “Let’s wait until tomorrow night. You can inform Selothis about our plan. We will get Tamara tomorrow to him.”
Ozra’s lips curled up. She took out her phone and messaged Selothis on his private number.
That night Ozra and Sheena couldn’t sleep well, feeling excited and tense. The next day, they went to buy wine bottles and handed them to the team. Next, they both ordered chicken pot pie. By the time it was 6PM, all of the were bustling with tension. They had to go to Tamara’s place at 8PM.
“How am I looking?” Ozra asked Sheena as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a bright blue cotton dress with a blue headband. She had put on makeup on herself, making dark circles under her eyes, and adding lines to make her skin look saggy.
Sheena chuckled. “You fit into the role.” She was wearing black shorts and a tank top.
When they came out, they saw the men. All of them looked like they were on the edge. One of them handed them the wine bottle while the other handed them a casserole with chicken pot pie. “They are both laced with finest drugs,” he said. “Make sure that they have a large piece from them.”
Sheena nodded, excitement bubbling in her chest as she took the wine bottles. She had called Tamara earlier that she would be coming soon, to which Tamara had said that they were waiting.
“Wait for our call, okay?” Ozra said to the men. “Don’t move before that. Our objective is to get Tamara, and no one else.”
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The men nodded as they walked out with them to the car. “All the best!” said one of them as Sheena sat behind the wheel. “May Selothis be with you!”
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Sheena sped to Tamara’s house. She couldn’t believe that in just a few hours, her mission would be accomplished. She arrived at Tamara’s house in twenty minutes. “Here we are!” she said, parking the car in the driveway. She knew that the rest of the crew was right behind her, ready to sweep in anytime.
Ozra jumped out with the pie in her hands as Sheena took wine bottles. The house was appearing quiet with soft lights spilling out of it. Some of the windows were open, breeze fluttering the curtains. They walked on the porch and rang the bell. No one answered.
“Where is everyone?” Sheena asked, getting irritated. She rang the bell again, and waited impatiently. After what felt like eternity, she heard footsteps on the other side. The door opened and a petite girl peeped out.
“Yes?” she asked, blinking at them.
“Hey, I’m Sheena!” she said, her voice dripping with honey. “Tamara’s friend. She called us for dinner!” She knew that this girl was one of the house–helps.
The girl looked at them like she was shocked. “But Tamara isn’t here. She left.”
“Left? Where?” Sheena barked.
The girl shrugged. “The entire family has left. I don’t know where they’ve gone.”
“Is this a fucking joke?” Sheena let out a forced laugh. “Please tell Tamara that I’m here!”
The girl jerked her head back. “Why will I joke with you? Tamara and Brad have left, and so have the others.”
“You are lying!” Sheena shouted, losing her patience. “Something is wrong!” she rasped, suddenly changing her tone. “This girl has killed them. Oh, my God! We need to check the house. I saw them all here yesterday! We are calling the police if you don’t show us the house.”
The girl was bewildered. “Why will I kill them?” she said, scared as hell.
“Then show us the house,” Ozra demanded, feeling restless.
The girl opened the door wide for them to enter. “You may see whichever room you
like.”
The women entered, unable to believe that the house was empty. Only a TV was on, which the girl was watching probably. Sheena darted upstairs to Tamara’s room. Then she checked other rooms as well, but they were all empty. Not a soul was there. Her heart raced wildly in her chest. What the fuck happened in such short time? They had also messaged Selothis that they were bringing Tamara. Unease bubbled inside her chest. If she didn’t bring Tamara, Selothis won’t throw her out of the cult, he would kill her. Sheena paled at the thought. She rushed downstairs.
“Where have they gone?” she asked the girl. From the periphery of her vision, she saw Ozra with arms crossed across her chest, looking angry.
