Blood Smiles

The chains were heavy, and the shivering cold water she was drenched in wasn't really helping her stay warm. It was a bit too dark for her to figure out if she was in a cage. She could feel metal rods under her bruised feet, and it was rusted, that much she could guess. She was feeling awfully optimistic for a person in her condition. She tried to guess just how many days it has been down in this dark room, but she didn't have any idea. The cold water was doing its job, making her feet numb, to the extent that she slumped to the floor of the cage, rusting metal scraping against her blistered skin. Although she was hopeful that it was going to be over soon, the torture was taking a toll on her body and mind, gradually. She was slowly losing her sensation of reality, and at that very moment, a faint squeak of wooden frame could be heard. A faint stream of light poured into what was as dark as a hell hole, and her clouded eyes spotted the figure of a woman walking in, something dangling from her hands. She couldn't see well; her head was getting dizzy by the moments and she was almost going to pass out from fatigue. The door of the cage opened, and in she stepped. Being closer, she could see that this woman was tall, had a distinct scar across her left eye, and was wearing a loosely fit gown and was holding a thick metal rod. The next thing she knew was a smash across her head, she felt the blood trickling down her neck before she slumped down, unconscious.

"Purify the offering, we can't get it soiled, I wouldn't want to anger Her if I were you"

With that, someone grabbed the unconscious girl by her hair and dragged her across the room into another dark section, out of view.

"We'll do as you want, we have gathered the offering of your choice"

The ground trembled, the woman in the gown sank down on her knees in submission, the ground was still shaking. A girl's shrieks filled the room, and it sounded almost ghastly, and the woman shivered for just a split of a second. The screams kept getting louder, yet still sounded drugged.

"Useless scums, didn't even drug it properly"

She slowly walked out of the room, and the door closed after her, leaving the room in darkness nobody can see through, only interrupted by the terrifying shrieks of a young girl.

The door from the other side opened, and someone threw something into the pitch blackness of the room.

"Is it alive?"

"More importantly, it's pure now, that's all that matters to Her"