Satanic Party

The witness of a satanic cult

One day a friend of mine named Karl asked me to come to a super secret club. He knew a friend who could bring us inside if they knew the password for the entry. Karl had been given the password.

I didnt knew what i should expect and i had no plans either so i agreed. The day before my friend Karl had told that we should wear masks. It was one rule to enter together with being dressed rather nicely. A suit and tie would be fine we thought. It was probably some lame ass party for rich folks who would take a bunch of cocaine and rock i thought. This should be fun.

The night of the party Karl picked me up and introduced me to another guy in the car. His name was Dexter. He knew the rules and how we should behave during the party. He seemed like a cool guy but something seemed odd for me. It was as if i couldnt trust him. Neverless we arrived at a very expensive Restaurant outside town. This was a special quiet place for super rich people who could afford it. I thought damn, i hope everything is for free because if not, i will be a bum tomorrow. Dexter and Karl laughed their asses off but they were not doing better financially then me.

We got out of the car and saw already a bunch of people with masks and fancy looking outfits going to the restaurant. Dexter went ahead and told us to not forget the password at the entrance. I told Karl that i dont trust that guy and neither did he trust him. We looked around and only saw super cars and mega villas around the restaurant. The restaurant itself was made of glass and it was four stories high. However the basement looking area was blacked out but i guessed that it was normal.

As we walked towards the entry, Karl and i saw a few creepy looking guys with black robes entering the restaurant from behind. I didnt knew what to think at first, maybe it was part of an upcoming show i thought. Karl laughingly said that we probably end up being sacrificed, tapped my shoulder and went ahead towards entry. A big guy greeted us friendly and asked for the passwords. I said „Fly and Kill“ and suddenly he took out his phone and told me to wait. Karl was waiting for me as he had already passed through. After a few seconds he told me to enjoy the party and i went through. After walking a few more meters from the entrance i looked back and the security guy started laughing while he looked back at me. That was the first strange thing during the night. I asked him whats so funny and he just turned around and said nothing back. It seemed he was told to not do anything..

I wasnt optimistic about the party and we went ahead. The people were following ahead and just by the looks i knew that this was not our place to be. All the people seemed to know each other and looked really like prince and princesses. We on the other hand looked like bums already with our one hundred dollar suits. But maybe it was just my imagination i thougt. We went inside.

The room was huge and naked girls were presenting us with drinks. Pretty much all guests. I looked at Karl with the mask and he began to laugh and showed his thumbs up. He would completely go nuts when the girl here already were naked. He knew behind closed doors there would be something else going on. Suddenly the doors behind us closed and the lights were pointed at a red carped entry. A moment later a very famous billionaire came out and greeted everyone. He asked if everybody is now inside and then told how greatful he was for these events and all who helped with it.

Than music began to play and everyone threw money out of their pockets and screamed loud „GO GO Go KILL THE BIRD“. We had no idea what was going on and laughed under our masks. I knew that Karl would steal the money on the ground whenever he could. I would too. It was all hundred dollar bills. The billioniare came out with a big golden painted goose and held it up high. The people were going nuts. Than he cut open the stomach in front of everybody and instead of blood, a bunch of yellow pills came out. Everyone rushed towards those pills and consumed them immediatley. We didnt knew what those pills would do but we run there as well and took a few. Every super rich could afford anything right ? So what about those pills we thought. What was special about them ?

It was just a party drug right ? I saved mine and Karl ate it. But i didnt wanted to be bored so i chugged mine a moment later down with a glass of super expensive wine. I wanted the night to be really fun because it was just once a year Dexter had told. I had not seen him since we entered the party. But it was now not the time to think about it. The drug began to kick really hard…

I should soon regret my decision …

To be continued…

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