100-Word Challenge, Day 340


CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

 

The darkness of the room made the candle flame appear all the brighter to the hooded man’s eyes. Carefully drawn circles within circles, each etched with mystical symbols, dominated the center of the cellar floor. Red and black candles infused with herbs burned at critical points around the circles, completing the barrier. A woman with a black velvet bag pulled over her head sat in an uncomfortable wooden chair at the center of the circle. She was bound with ropes of human hair, and drugged with some of the highest-grade heroin available anywhere. She was a risk, but the elaborate measures taken were not to keep her in. They were used to hide her from him, the Angel who walked amongst men.

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