play.
In the middle of the stage the high priest began to speak to the audience.
“Ladies and gentlemen tonight's entertainment will soon be coming to an end. Thank you all for coming. The power is greater the more people we have in one room. Now we have one more bit of business to finish up the ceremony.”
The brown and green robbed figures moved away from the altar to the center of the stage. Dionysus looked out over the crowd as he continued to stir the concoction in the chalice. Twelve different people noticed his gaze. Something stirred inside each of them.
“The drink our god is making will grant us the ability to pass through the gate way. Once there our bodies will be reshaped. Then we will truly be Dionysus’ children.”
The crowd cheered.
Mark was felt himself full of joy. He had never been this happy in his life before. He didn’t even want to come out tonight, but he agreed making his wife happy in hopes of her actually having sex with him later.
When Dionysus tapped his thyrsus against the chalice the cheers of the music and cheers where silenced. With two hands he brought the chalice over to the gathered cult. The first member in line took the offering. They took sip and passed the chalice along.
Dionysus walked back over to the naked dead woman.
Once the last few drops of liquid went down the high priest's throat the middle of the stone archway lit up.
“Enter my children to your new home.” Dionysus called. “I’ll be joining you very soon. There is just one last thing I have to do here.”
The people on stage began to chant once more. One by one, with the high priest in front, they entered into the portal. The light dimmed once the last member walked through.
Dionysus watched it all from the front of the altar. His back to the silent audience.
He slowly climbed into the blood covered stone.
When was face to face with the dead woman he leaned down kissing her on the lips. Had anyone been on the stage next to him they would have seen a small seed pod pass from the God’s mouth and into the woman's.
Janet felt jealousy when she saw her god kiss the dead woman. She started to wonder on ways to make him kiss her that way.
Suddenly, Dionysus jumped onto the stage floor facing the audience. He gave a final bow.
The lights went dark.
The curtain fell.
The audience roared with applause.
Walking out of the theatre Jeremy felt the most satisfied he felt in years. He didn’t want this feeling to go away. He started thinking of ways to keep this high.
Long after the audience left the woman sat up from the altar. The hole in her chest completely healed. She took a few moments to take in her surroundings.
The altar to the home of Dionysus was gone. In its place was a chair with a lush purple robe laid on it.
As the woman moved to put on the robe she knocked something of the altar.
Fully clothed she picked up the Kopis placing it in the sheath on the robe.
Walking off stage she passed the now broken stone altar. Something caught her eye.
It looked to be half of a stone mask.
She placed it on her face.
“Thy will be done my lord Dionysus.”
RAPID CITY NEWS!
“Missing girl found!”
Late last night Abigail Williams, age 20, was reunited with her family after being missing for close to three months. She has no memory of what happened after she was kidnapped. The custodian at the local community theatre called police last night after he found Ms. Williams naked in the alley behind the theatre. She was taken to Rapid City General to be check over for any injuries. The only injuries that doctors were able to find was an odd circle shaped wound on her chest. Not finding any complication with the wound she was released into the care of her family.
“New Actor Troupe in Town”
It seems that a group of twelve stranger are getting together to take famous play “The Play of Dionysus” on the road. Troupe leader, Alex, had this to say............
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Alexander Bailey
Alexander lives and works in Iowa. When not working his two jobs Alex can be found reading or playing video games. His favorite genre for both is Horror. One day Alex hopes to be able to write full time.
Wingreen Uprising
C.L. WIlliams
The following story is a prequel to the story “Wingreen Possession” that appears in the anthology Ghostly Writes Anthology 2018.
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