Clara watched Dalia disappear around the corner, satisfaction coursing through her veins. She had successfully positioned herself as the perfect bait to deliver their next offering to Gracie, their dark deity.
This achievement would elevate her standing within their sacred circle. No longer would she be relegated to watching from the shadows during ritual dissections. Soon she would earn her place at the ceremonial table, blade in hand.
The moment Dalia vanished from sight, Clara rushed back to her cramped apartment where her fellow devotees awaited news of their operation.
