![]() I could see my four friends standing in their positions, waiting expectantly for me to begin the ritual. The white candles in their tall glass containers illuminated the circle in a clean, bright light. They had quieted down, though there was still a general air of excitement in the room. There was a fairly large group of kids present-actually more than I had expected to show. I tried to clear my mind of all the confusion and negatives that were swirling in it. I backed up a few feet, realizing that, ironically, I was now standing almost exactly where Neferet had stood not long before. Apparently the new kid was a genius with electronics, so I'd instantly drafted him to run the music for the ritual. "Zoey, just let me know whenever you're ready and I'll start the music," Jack called from the back corner of the rec hall where all the audio equipment was kept. ![]() Besides that, no one except me had witnessed the little puzzle pieces that were fitting together to create such a terrible picture.Īphrodite would understand and believe me. No matter what powers Nyx had given me I was totally not in the same league with a High Priestess. And why should anyone understand or believe me? I was, after all, just a kid. Not only would no one understand, but also no one would believe what I was beginning to see: that there was something dark and wrong about Neferet. ![]() ![]() ![]() It took forever to get everyone settled down and in place for the ritual to begin, especially because I couldn't show how I was really feeling-which was pissed. ![]()
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