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answers, a pat on the shoulder brought her to a halt.
She gasped after turning and seeing Liz smiling at her.
They hugged desperately, clinging to each other’s arms as if they would never let go, which they did eventually.
“What are we doing here, first is this even real? How did we get here, you still have the same clothes we were wearing when we passed out.” Liz puffed, her voice spiced with tension.
“I wanted to ask the exact questions, I also saw Rachael, big Suzzy, Mercy, Gabriella.” What is going on?” Zoe questioned her back while breathing unevenly.
“Yes I saw them too and some more others, Dear God! What is this place?”
“Welcome, welcome.” a strong alto voice echoed in the big hall. Clacking footsteps preceded a mid aged white woman on a black cloak with short red hair. “Welcome my darling girls, come forward, don’t be frightened, come forward everybody and have your seats.” The redhead urged kindly.
“I know you have lots of questions, they will be answered in a short while. All I need you to do is to put on those robes, the ones neatly placed on each chair.” She said as she showed them the robes.
A tough looking black girl blurted out. “And if I don’t? Watchu gon do huh.” everything went dead silent. All their head turned to the large haired woman, with eager faces waiting for her reply.
The woman’s face was calm and friendly, but her voice was icy cold. “It’s quite simple actually. If you are not obedient to all my simple orders, you will never see your families again. The same way we managed to have your undivided attention right now, Is the same way we will take your bodies, and no one will ever know where you are. Mind you, this is night time, lots of evil are said to happen during the night. Am not trying to scare you, am just urging you to play your parts and we will all be good friends for the short time will spend together.” she smiled to her sarcastic words.
The short threat gearing speech took all their feet matching forward to their seats. Zoe and Liz held on to each other, their hearts thundering with frantic speeds.
After they wore their distinguishing black robes, they all ensconced to their seats.
Virtually, all the girls secretly wished that it was just a very very bad dream.
“Please forgive my manners. My name is Maydith Fairgood. I am the current secretary of Doomsberg association of witchery.” said the redhead.
With that short declaration, there were a good number of jolts, gasps and fear washing through the dashed bunch. Zoe swallowed hard and felt her hands getting damp. What is this, she thought. Could it be a dream? It has to be a dream. This must be a terribly ridiculous dream . She shot a glance at Liz, her eyes were glittering with tears. A big tear rolled down her pallid cheek and she immediately rubbed it away with shaking hands. Putting aside her own fears she rubbed her dump palm on her rob and placed it on top of Liz shaking hands.
“We are going to be fine…you heard her, she said if we behave and follow orders we will go back home safe. Okay?” she consoled but her voice was filled uncertainty.
Liz just glanced at her.
And she understood her silence, there was no way she could tell how that night would end. It was a stupid consolation but she somewhat felt that Liz needed it anyhow.
“I hope you are bright enough to remain docile, the other council members will be with us shortly.” Maydith instructed calmly.
A few seconds later, a group of young women wrapped in maroon robes came matching uniformly to where the girls were seated. They all had funny looking wooden bowls on their hands. Each one sat on the last chair of each row.
Sequentially, another distinctive group of five individuals darted smoothly to the chairs arranged on the podium. These groups were entering from a large chivalric back door of the hall.
Maydith was murmuring something to a bold headed man who looked like the leader of the coven. His
She gasped after turning and seeing Liz smiling at her.
They hugged desperately, clinging to each other’s arms as if they would never let go, which they did eventually.
“What are we doing here, first is this even real? How did we get here, you still have the same clothes we were wearing when we passed out.” Liz puffed, her voice spiced with tension.
“I wanted to ask the exact questions, I also saw Rachael, big Suzzy, Mercy, Gabriella.” What is going on?” Zoe questioned her back while breathing unevenly.
“Yes I saw them too and some more others, Dear God! What is this place?”
“Welcome, welcome.” a strong alto voice echoed in the big hall. Clacking footsteps preceded a mid aged white woman on a black cloak with short red hair. “Welcome my darling girls, come forward, don’t be frightened, come forward everybody and have your seats.” The redhead urged kindly.
“I know you have lots of questions, they will be answered in a short while. All I need you to do is to put on those robes, the ones neatly placed on each chair.” She said as she showed them the robes.
A tough looking black girl blurted out. “And if I don’t? Watchu gon do huh.” everything went dead silent. All their head turned to the large haired woman, with eager faces waiting for her reply.
The woman’s face was calm and friendly, but her voice was icy cold. “It’s quite simple actually. If you are not obedient to all my simple orders, you will never see your families again. The same way we managed to have your undivided attention right now, Is the same way we will take your bodies, and no one will ever know where you are. Mind you, this is night time, lots of evil are said to happen during the night. Am not trying to scare you, am just urging you to play your parts and we will all be good friends for the short time will spend together.” she smiled to her sarcastic words.
The short threat gearing speech took all their feet matching forward to their seats. Zoe and Liz held on to each other, their hearts thundering with frantic speeds.
After they wore their distinguishing black robes, they all ensconced to their seats.
Virtually, all the girls secretly wished that it was just a very very bad dream.
“Please forgive my manners. My name is Maydith Fairgood. I am the current secretary of Doomsberg association of witchery.” said the redhead.
With that short declaration, there were a good number of jolts, gasps and fear washing through the dashed bunch. Zoe swallowed hard and felt her hands getting damp. What is this, she thought. Could it be a dream? It has to be a dream. This must be a terribly ridiculous dream . She shot a glance at Liz, her eyes were glittering with tears. A big tear rolled down her pallid cheek and she immediately rubbed it away with shaking hands. Putting aside her own fears she rubbed her dump palm on her rob and placed it on top of Liz shaking hands.
“We are going to be fine…you heard her, she said if we behave and follow orders we will go back home safe. Okay?” she consoled but her voice was filled uncertainty.
Liz just glanced at her.
And she understood her silence, there was no way she could tell how that night would end. It was a stupid consolation but she somewhat felt that Liz needed it anyhow.
“I hope you are bright enough to remain docile, the other council members will be with us shortly.” Maydith instructed calmly.
A few seconds later, a group of young women wrapped in maroon robes came matching uniformly to where the girls were seated. They all had funny looking wooden bowls on their hands. Each one sat on the last chair of each row.
Sequentially, another distinctive group of five individuals darted smoothly to the chairs arranged on the podium. These groups were entering from a large chivalric back door of the hall.
Maydith was murmuring something to a bold headed man who looked like the leader of the coven. His
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