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Elena hadn't even heard what had happened to Amanda, maybe she heard a thump, maybe that was her heart racing as oxygen got scarcer, all that was certain, is that by the time the attackers were done, both women were unconscious, laid on the ground, breath light, eyes closed, lips parted, and limbs lifeless and still.

The two laid there, minds black, unaware of the outside world, looking oddly peaceful, innocent even, like life size dolls to be posed and pulled about, helpless to do anything about what the two men had planned for them.

They hadn't even figured out what was going on in this fair.

And they wouldn't wake up in time to change that.

Amanda was rolled over across the dirt by the bald man, who simply pushed her along with his foot, grunting like an animal with each kick, not caring for her comfort, after all, she wasn't in a position to argue, and neither was Elena, who was hung over the poor girl like a discarded coat, laying on top of the schoolgirl.

The two were left there for a minute or two, the men going off to tell the others what they had fine, about two sacrifices for tonight.

Sacrifice? Oh, that's what Elena and Amanda were going to be used for, afterall, they were fine, beautiful women, sure to please their dead god, sure to bring it back from the darkness in which it dwelled...

Dwelled for longer than any man had lived for.

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Elena hadn't even heard what had happened to Amanda, maybe she heard a thump, maybe that was her heart racing as oxygen got scarcer, all that was certain, is that by the time the attackers were done, both women were unconscious, laid on the ground, breath light, eyes closed, lips parted, and limbs lifeless and still.

The two laid there, minds black, unaware of the outside world, looking oddly peaceful, innocent even, like life size dolls to be posed and pulled about, helpless to do anything about what the two men had planned for them.

They hadn't even figured out what was going on in this fair.

And they wouldn't wake up in time to change that.

Amanda was rolled over across the dirt by the bald man, who simply pushed her along with his foot, grunting like an animal with each kick, not caring for her comfort, after all, she wasn't in a position to argue, and neither was Elena, who was hung over the poor girl like a discarded coat, laying on top of the schoolgirl.

The two were left there for a minute or two, the men going off to tell the others what they had fine, about two sacrifices for tonight.

Sacrifice? Oh, that's what Elena and Amanda were going to be used for, afterall, they were fine, beautiful women, sure to please their dead god, sure to bring it back from the darkness in which it dwelled...

Dwelled for longer than any man had lived for.