“A sacrifice. I need a human sacrifice for this to work and the right person waiting for me.”, mumbled Elijah while reading an ancient scroll on spells.
Folding the scroll, he carefully placed it in his pocket and headed for his secret dungeon basement.
Tied to the chair, was his mouth gagged young victim. He felt like he has already earned his treat looking at her pleading eyes.
Caressing her face, he said softly, “You have been chosen. You will be free soon. Your sacrifice will break the vortex and will bring back Chaos to the world.”
Word count – 97
And Miles to go before I sleep... 