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was thick.  There were items inside but she could not see anything. They walked in ritualistically and sat down one by one, crosslegged in front of their two prisoners. Anna wanted to speak but she was quite caught off guard.
    The man took out a vial. It was filled with a red liquid. He opened it up and slowly spread it around the area in which he was sitting. It was a sticky, reflective substances that reflected what little light was in the room. The substance seemed to sparkle and for a moment, it mesmerized Anna completely. The man caught her eye and smiled, lightly. He knew it had the effect it did on her. She was helpless. There was no way that she was going to be able to escape this. What could she do to protect herself?
    The man took two tall candles and lit them with a match that he withdrew from his pocket. He never let go of their gaze while he did this. The candlelight flickered in the darkened room and illuminated his pale, bloated face. The man’s eyes flared and he smiled. The devious nature of his soul was made more than obvious in the reflected light. It made his features deeper, finer.
                  He began to draw little symbols in the gooey substance that was spread on the floor. Anna wanted to speak, but somehow she was too mesmerized to even open her mouth. She knew she should be thinking about using her powers, but the ability had not yet come to her. She swallowed hard and just stared. Next to her, Ethan was struggling, but much like her, could not seem to form any kind of words.
                  The man finished drawing symbols  around them and then looked to the women beside him. “In your honor, Celestial Gods,” he said out loud. The women next to him smile and repeated his words.
                  “In your honor, Celestial Gods.”
                  The man smiled at the words and looked up into the ceiling, but it was as though his eyes were fixated on the sky. The women looked absolutely enraptured. They wore identical smiles and euphoric expressions that reached their eyes and were so intense that they were seen easily through the mask.  “I am Kahn North. For twenty years exactly, I have waited for this moment. I made your children, Celestial Gods. I made children that had the abilities that you wanted me to.” Moisture filled his eyes and he paused for a moment, before continuing.  “I made them to the best of my abilities and here they are.”
    The man looked from woman to woman. The women sat behind him, loyally. He stood, but they did not. The man stood and raised his hands over his head. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a steel knife. The flames from the candle reflected in the silver of the knife. Both women bowed their heads and bent forward. The man raised the knife high in the sky. The candlelight caught in the reflective silver.
    “I understand the importance of sacrifice,” the man said boldly, as if daring anyone to defy his words. He held the knife high in the air. Anna tried to scream, because the women were still sitting in front of them with their heads bowed forward, as if in prayer. It grew obvious that something was wrong  “I was in prison for a very long time and sacrificed many years in the service of the Celestial Centerpoint. Now I will sacrifice something else of great importance to me. As ordered in the Doctrine of the Celestial Centerpoint, I have two wives.” He gently touched the women, his hand on each of their heads in turn. The knife was still clutched in his other hand. “I choose one of my wives to sacrifice!”
                  That was when the women realized that they were doomed. Both scrambled to their feet, eyes wide, but they were not fast enough. The man plunged his knife down into the back of the red-haired woman. Her scream was blood curdling and filled the whole room. Anna wondered if the building was condemned or abandoned for some reason because God, how could nobody