1 month ago
In a shadowy, secluded forest clearing, a possessed teenage girl and boy stand locked in a dark ritual. They’re connected by gripping each other’s hands, their eyes glowing with a sinister, unnatural light. They wear tattered, blood-stained black hooded robes, the fabric torn and smeared with dark, dried blood. Their bare feet are muddy and caked with grime, the earth beneath them marked with streaks of blood and dirt. Encircling them, a group of cultists in similar blood-soaked robes, faces hidden beneath deep, shadowy hoods, chant in a feverish, haunting chorus. The scene is lit only by flickering torches, casting long, ominous shadows that stretch and twist across the ground. The air is heavy with the acrid smell of incense and decay, creating a palpable atmosphere of dread and foreboding, as if the ritual is on the brink of unleashing something horrific.