Hotel California

The photo prompt is provided by Yarnspinnerr.

Last night at the full moon, that is where it took place, the sacrifice of one male goat and two lambs. Hundreds of people gathered here for the feast to celebrate this blood offering and we all recited, “For the life of a creature is in the blood, and blood will be shed on the altar to bring life to all of us”, as the shaman stabbed the animals with his steely knives, but they squealed and squirmed and this made it hard to kill the beasts.  I saw her standing in the doorway, she rang a little bell, as she lit up a candle then she showed me the way inside of the fence.  I followed her down a corridor, then we danced in the courtyard, and the last thing I remember was running for this door and feeling a cool wind blowing through my hair.  When I woke up, I saw a shimmering light, my head was heavy but my sight was back and I just wanted to get out of there.

Written for Priceless Joy’s August 21st FFfAW 129th challenge.
Word count 174

17 thoughts on “Hotel California

  1. I think that’s Leviticus 17:14, “For the life of the creature is in the blood.” It’s where the Jewish prohibition against drinking blood comes from.

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  2. To me, seems like a bit of a nightmare. I don’t know which gods they are sacrificing to but I think mercy would dictate you kill an animal before repeatedly stabbing it, sacrificing this way is a kind of torture and very disturbing. A bad dream indeed. Great job!

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      1. It’s not a bad thing. Sometimes gruesome detail is necessary. It makes a point no matter how disturbed a reader gets. I’ve done it before and sometimes those words are the words that fit despite the images they form or because of.

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