Chapter 24 A Cult

The scream that cut through the forest was an opening to the horror that followed. Just as the blade broke my skin, the chantings went silent. The blade fell to the ground, and blood splattered over my face. I cringed inwardly and watched as the man who wielded the dagger spluttered out blood from his mouth. His eyes widened in shock, and a dark stain gushed on his chest, spreading rapidly through his clothes. He fell to the ground, lifeless. I was frozen, my body still trembling from the paralysis as I tried to comprehend what had just happened. Then, I saw him.