{ The Anticipated Day}
[Chapter 3]
Tuesday
[ 4: 50 pm]
[Richard’s office.]
The roof rattled as the heavens emptied a heavy down pour on the earth.
Richard sat alone in his office, staring into empty space fondling with his Rolex wrist watch,trying to fathom a scene of affiliation with Dara.
Fearing the manifestation of the mirror’s misfortunate prophecy,he needed to figure something out. As his dead line wasn’t announced.
People began flocking into the church auditorium for the evening service as the rain subsided. The choiristers were early and on set for final practice.
An usher appeared telling Dara she was called by the pastor. Dara heart raced, questioning the reason for the call as the usher led her into the office.
Richard the district pastor,gave a warm smile sighting, asking Dara to get sited on the black soft, comforting executive chair not far from the pastor’s desk.
” What’s your name daughter? Asked the pastor.
” I am Dar–a sir” replied Dara with a cracking vioce, feeling a bit uneasy.
” Wow Dara, you have a nice voice and I’ll love you to be joining me to various crusades,will that be okay with you? He asked.
Dara had never taken a decision without her parents consent prior to this time,but intuitively reading their minds,she could tell the answer was yes. So yes she said.
” God bless you my child,go in peace” said the pastor having a sense of fulfilment that his evil plan was falling into place.
Dara greeted with a bended knee and exited the office. Knowing he had stricken a rod,his heart leaped for joy as he worked out the map for his next evil plan.
The service was powerful as usual and the people returned home joyfully praising God.
Richard falling short of virtue after leading the service,rushed to his source for a refill. The house were the girls were captured, kept,and m0lested.
Sitting n@ked on a brown wooden chair near the inner pool smoking an expensive cigar, the girls serving as s£X dolls flocked around Richard, while his bodyguards stood watching out for clues of defiance or funny games.
The girls were divided into two set,one tasked with the responsibility of caressing Richard’s t£sticles while other ran their hands through his aging body.
All twenty six girls assigned to Richard that night, were forced to touch their toes, facing the wall.
And raising butt0cks as high as possible exposing their v!rgin@ as Richard drifted from a girl to another,hitting as hard as possible.
After completing the abus£ ritual,he bowed before his sacred mirror and instantly,he was engulfed by a strange smoke which restored his powers.
Power Night
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[The Crusade]
[ Unity park 4:43pm]
It was between the day and the night,the thick clouds had concealed the glory of the day.
The cool refreshing breeze,the clashing leaves and the dancing tree at the unity park,knew the church meant business.
As the speakers sounded with the moderator’s voice making announcement.
Word of the crusade spread like wild fire and people trooped in to the venue to see for themselves who the people dubbed Moses’s reincarnation.
Dara came forward to deliver a special number. Claiming the stage, she slipped and fell. Not just a fall but her palm bl££d as it got sliced open by an object.
The ushers rushed forward to help but pastor Richard, even when it wasn’t time to mount the podium,came forward. Took Dara by the injured hand and said a word of prayer.
The bl00d instantaneous stopped and the wound dried up with leaving no trace of any accident.
Seeing the miracle,the congregation believed the pastor was a prophet sent by God, rejoicing and cheering as the pastor returned to take a sit at the back of the podium.
Dara, miraculously healed of her wounds, put in energy into singing and the congregation chorused in one accord.
After the choir ministration, the pastor came forward to deliver a powerful sermon.
Miracles followed as the congregation thundered a loud amen at the final prayer.
Dara with a heart filled with gratitude rushed to meet the pastor at the end of the service to show apprection.
” Come to my house and come alone, there’s something spiritual I need to impact In you” he said.
The pastor smiled as his assistant and partner in crime the brought him a little bottle filled with bl00d. Which was the bl00d he collected in a basin when Dara was bl££ding.
Expecting Dara’s visit, the pastor prepared the tools needed for a smooth execution of the young, innocent virgin. To be continued.
TBC…