Makun stood at the entrance, the door behind him still open, dozens of eyes fixed on him like he was prey that had willingly walked into a den.
All of them were clapping with different expressions. Some were curious, others mocking, while most of them were zealous, the look of fanatics ready to kill themselves if commanded by the man dressed in black priest robes.
He was confused.
He had expected a cult-like atmosphere ever since he saw the chalet, and after listening to the black-robed man speak, he had expected a ritual, however now, he was being introduced as a guest for the grand sacrifice.
That was not in his deductions, he had no idea what that was about.
Also, Yohan was here.
That meant the other children were probably the two children who disappeared too.
