Restless waves slip in and out of the dark cave as marbled walls display flickering moonlit shadows. Joe’s pulse quickened as he fought the restraints repeatedly. The chance he might escape was minimal; he knew it. Why he decided to join the group now seemed a stupid and dangerous endeavor.
Joe started out as a fan of the music, a seemingly soul searching cry in the words. He should not have gone online to follow them as now they had his entire information at their hands. His first attendance at a concert of theirs seemed to fill a void in his mind, the song’s words meaningful. Joe was invited to an after party but started to get suspicious when he heard the demonic chanting…he was right.
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Wordle 654
The Bag Lady 
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