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(c) Fatal Snipe
Sacrifice.
How long have I been looking for her, and here she is, my long-awaited find -
book of the dead "NECRONOMICON". Many years of searching have failed
for nothing, I'm happy. Finally I know the unknown, what
only the initiated knew...
Strange, but I expected to find her in the wilderness of some cemetery or
on the outskirts of the ancient city, but found it on a shelf in the city
library. Immediately, grabbing a book from the shelf, I ran away and
rushing out of the library, he headed to the room that he had recently
rented in one small house.
Waiting is the same feeling I've felt for about three years now.
years of searching and yet it ended. I decided to wait some more
a little - until the evening and then, by the glow of a candle, I will open the book. More
I wandered around in thought for half a day. "How will I use my
find? I didn’t notice how I approached the church and decided to go in. This
there was an ordinary church school, I saw this from the inscription on the doors.
Inside it was quite well-kept and beautiful: candles were burning, singing
church choir, about five or six visitors were sitting on the benches.
I approached the teacher-priest and started talking about the book. By his face
it was clear that he was somehowexcited: he answered my questions
reluctantly and looked away when I spoke. From his words I
I realized that this book is evil itself and needs to be destroyed. I
listened to his words and we agreed to meet with him in
11 o'clock on the Main Square of the city. Towards evening I got dressed and
I went to the meeting, taking the book with me. At exactly 11 I was at
place. It’s strange, but there was no one on the street, only me in the distance
noticed a lone figure coming closer and closer - this
was not a priest. A man in black clothes came up to me and
showed me with his hand that I needed to follow him. I obeyed...
On the way, my companion did not say a word to me, despite all my attempts
To speak to him, he only waved his hand, urging him to follow him.
Finally we have arrived. It was an old cemetery, I was overcome
slight trembling. We came to a small door that led under
land. He knocked conditionally, a few seconds passed and, with
With a creak, the doors opened. As soon as I walked inside, nenya
I was overcome by fear... I saw skulls on the walls and a large
a five-pointed shape drawn with red paint and turned downwards
star. “What am I doing here?” I thought and tried to walk
back, turned back, but there, near the door, stood a man in
the same clothes as my companion. Trying to push him away, I
dropped the book from his hands and was immediately hit with something heavyhead
A terrible pain struck her, I fell, they took me by the arms and
dragged down a narrow staircase. I lost consciousness...
When I woke up, I found myself tied to a wooden table
strong chains. The pain in my head still continued. I cursed
this night. Looking around, I saw that I was in a room
full of torches, all the same skulls on the walls and the same big
a red star, but already above your head. I knew what it meant -
This is a symbol of SATAN! People in black clothes were sitting around the table
, apparently, Satanists. I tried to break free, but it was
no use. Then I screamed and immediately heard someone's voice,
coming from a dark corner of the room:
- Don't bother yourself, Mr. Kolivan. No one will hear you,” he said.
“Why are you so sure of this?” I asked him.
- We're underground.
- What do you intend to do with me?
- Remember your book?
- Yes. But this is not a reason to subject innocent people to torture.
- Ahh... you still won’t understand anything!
- But... how do you know my name and what should I understand?
- Our people were watching you after you found the book.
- But why?
- Someone, sooner or later, would have found her.
- In what sense ?
- You are a test subject, i.e. VICTIM!, said the voice.
- How is this a sacrifice?
“There’s no point in explaining this,” he said and walked out of the darkness...
It was the same priest. He introduced himself as Messir Black
Magic and Witchcraft,Sorgherre was his name. He also said,
that the book was planted by him in the library and that in any way I
I would have met him, under any pretext, but because I accidentally
went to church, I made his task easier. Then he got up from the table
one of the “non-humans” and injected some kind of solution into my area with a syringe
belly. I screamed in pain, but soon the pain went away and I felt
absolute powerlessness. Sorgerre took “my” book, opened it and began
read:"ALSI.KU.NUHI.MLANI.MUHITI.ITTI.KUNU.ALSI.MUHITUM.KALLATU
KATTUMTUM.ALSI.BARARITUM.KABLITUM.U.NAMARITUM.AHHU.KAHHAPTU.U.KA
...!" Then he put it aside, took a large dagger and raised it
him over my naked body...
happy end. ]; )
07/05/2000
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