He stood on the rocks, gazing out over the water as waves broke at his feet.
“She belongs to them now,” a withered voice spoke from behind.
He shook his head. “What right do they have?”
“That’s how it works. That’s how it’s always worked. We sacrifice one for the good of the many. It was your turn to offer the sacrifice. Simple as that,” the old woman replied.
“Will they kill her?” he asked, hopeful.
“You know better, James. They’ll turn her into one of them. She’ll be the monster that comes to take Peter’s little girl next cycle.”
I skipped last week because I was out of town having fun over the weekend and knew I wouldn’t be around to do any reading of the other stories. You can check out a bit of the fun I was having by visiting yesterday’s post.