I remember rather distinctly the first time Brother Peter met me. It wasn’t that long ago. He had embraced me, and made me feel worthy. He had told me that the Old One had plans for us all. He had made me feel alive again. I still remember how broken I once was, until I met him. I was aimless, and was losing all hope. I had left my family too. But Brother Peter had told me; I still remember the exact words “You are meant to do great things. I have been told.”
Something important had come up, it seemed. Brother Peter had called a meeting and all the brothers were asked to attend. We were in the great hall. The Great Fire was burning, which meant that the gathering was about to start. I could see Brother Peter now, along with the other Elder Brothers. His face covered with a mask. He then approached the grand table, and placed a dagger on the table. He then said in a loud voice “Praise be upon the Old One!” “The Old One be praised!” said all the brothers in unison. Brother Peter then lifted his hands up in the air and then placed them on the table. The other Elder Brothers did the same.
He said “We have received a revelation. The Old One has spoken.” Murmurs ensued among the brothers. Brother Peter spoke again “Silence, brothers. The Old One wants one of us. The Old One wants to bless one of us by accepting him into the Infinite Existence.” The murmurs started once again among the brothers, louder this time. I was feeling excited too. This was the first time the Elder Brothers had revealed the message from the Old One since my inclusion.
Brother Peter spoke “A believer has been chosen. I want all the brothers to turn their backs towards us, and face the back of the hall. Bow down your heads and stay silent, brothers, for the Old One is looking at us.” I turned my back, and bowed down my head. There was complete silence in the hall. I then heard footsteps approaching. The Elder Brothers were going to take the believer the Old One had asked for. I kept hearing the footsteps until they stopped. I heard a whisper “Brother, you are the one. Come with us.”
I turned and saw Brother Peter standing in front of me. I was nervous now. I followed Brother Peter, and then he stopped next to the altar. Brother Peter now had the dagger in his hand. He came close to me and said “Lie down on the altar, the Old One awaits.” I was beginning to feel numb; I knew this was for the best. I sat on the altar first, and then lied down. I heard the Elder Brothers chant something.
It was at that moment that I wanted to run away. Far from there. I didn’t feel ready. But as Brother Peter lifted up the dagger, I knew it was too late…too late.
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