THE DARK WOODS: A SOUL FOR SATAN
‘You sure we should be going down there Staff? So many have disappeared and have never returned.’
‘Yes I do. You do trust me don’t you?’
‘It’s those woods I don’t trust not you.’
He took her hand and they walked away from the waterfall and through the clearing, passing the Black Magic Church into the mass of trees of the Dark Woods.
‘Where are we going Staff?’
‘To the centre of the woods.’
‘Isn’t that where?’
‘We won’t vanish. I promise.’
‘Are you sure?’
He turned looking at her. ‘You trust me don’t you?’
‘Well believe me when I say that nothings going to happen.’
She looked at him unsure.
‘Nothings going to happen okay.’ He looked into her eyes. ‘Okay.’
He placed his lips on hers kissing her. He moved away turning saying nothing. Leading her on.
They continued walking through the Dark Woods to its centre where red candles were lit.
‘Wow this is perfect Staff.’ She said kissing him.
‘Thanks, but I.’
‘Shh.’ She said placing her finger on his lips. ‘I have something to show you.’ She took her finger off his lips.
He watched as she un buttoned her blouse slipping out of it revealing her breasts as it fell to the ground.
‘I thought it was a good idea to leave it of being as it’s our special night.’
He smiled placing his lips on hers kissing her, undressing, stumbling into the centre of the inverted pentagram. He pulled her down on top of him making love.
The flames rose igniting the devil’s star their souls emerging out of their bodies.
Their bodies tearing their blood spraying over the centre of the devil’s star. Their flesh falling to the ground burning, their bones shattering tuning to ash disappearing. Their souls being pulled into the centre of the star for the devils taking.
The flames died down the candles still burning.