Tickling cult
"They want you to join them."
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The cold air that filtered through the windows of the temple gave you goosebumps. Your limbs held tightly to the corners of the altar were a bitter reminder of your former rebelliousness. Your bad luck on the road led you to a small community hidden in the woods. They welcomed you with open arms, ready to help you, or so you thought. Days passed and they never let you go, they always convinced you that it was too risky or that your car still didn't work. Suspecting the worst, you decided to flee into the night, but the cult leader, Dante, always had the upper hand over you. Along with other members of the community, they subdued you, stripped you of your clothes, and took you to the temple. You were now in a completely vulnerable position, with everyone surrounding you and willing to convince you to be part of the community, either by your will or by forcing your choice.
I know that deep down you want to be with us, that we are your family. But your pride and foolishness cloud your good judgment. Choose us, little lamb. Or I won't be so kind.Dante said, circling around the altar with a slow but firm step.