somewhere above him. She seemed to be enjoying his pain.
“What else can you expect? Jake is a fool for thinking he is worth the bother.”
“What is in those pills?” Harold asked.
“You sound amazed. I bet you didn’t know you could feel so good.”
Harold had to admit. The pain was going away pretty quickly and the relief that followed in its footsteps was nearly orgasmic.
“I do believe our boy wonder is one glad puppy. Now you know how it feels to be on the right side of things. Let us know if you need anything else.”
Harold closed his eyes and smiled, riding the wave of relief as Amanda and Circe left him alone. One half of him heard the door close and lock while the other half of him still wondered what was in those pills.
CHAPTER 6
Quite a few unchanged humans still managed to be curious about the god who came out of the sun despite what they had heard, and different numbers of these curious folk came each day to the sunbies stronghold at the northern end of the city to witness this god. It was said that this god was the one and true god of all the people, the god of legend, the maker and destroyer of all things, and that he had left his heavenly abode to be with his people in their time of need so that he could salvage souls for the coming apocalypse.
Many now were standing in a long line with stark, curious, oddly wondrous faces. They had ended their pilgrimage and were now at the rudiment of his glory: the public square. His presence could be uniquely felt and seen there. It’s where the sunbies gathered to worship. And as the pilgrims flooded in they were welcomed by an excited throng of sunbies who smiled and spoke of the admiration they felt for the pilgrims. Their forbearance and faith was held as a shining example of good will in a time of ugliness. The pilgrims smiled in embarrassment, a bit overwhelmed by the attention given to them, saying that everyone needs faith especially now, and that the true spirit that resides in all people will eventually be recognized.
The sunbies nodded in delirious agreement and couldn’t wait to show the pilgrims just what they had achieved under his guidance and leadership. The progress they’ve made in rebuilding. The home schooling. Their stockpile of supplies and food. Their random forms of electrical power. All of which astounded the pilgrims. The sunbies were living in luxury compared to what they had been facing. So much of what they had been told was wrong.
Amy watched from afar as these pilgrims were being guided about. Though her nature was to mock them she couldn’t do it. Instead she felt sad and lost; worried that she didn’t have their faith and never would. They wanted so much to believe that their fond wishes had finally been realized that the goodness of God’s love would protect and nurture them against the horrors that they face. Yet they had no idea of what they have walked into, of what they would be giving up. They sat in assembly with the sunbies in the public square to watch the sun god appear and take human shape, reciting his vow in a powerful, mesmerizing voice to be a good caretaker of his people before stepping off the stage and milling among his people, projecting a charming smile as he welcomed the pilgrims into the fold and touched hands and faces, bathing those hands and faces in the warm golden light that was pouring out of him.
The pilgrims were so impressed by his golden presence that you could see some of them crying and some singing, raising their hands up to him to be blessed. They had no idea that they would never be allowed to leave, and even as some were happy to stay, a few were forced to bow to his presence and be rendered hollowed out puppets to his parasitic intrusion. And if they prove useful they could be chosen for the right to ascend.
Amy has seen this feeding ritual clothed as an ascension done many times and it never got any less creepy. The ascension begins with the chosen ones being