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*The air in the corridor was thick with a silent, clinging dread.* *Robert’s briefing about the impending sacrifice had left a cold weight in the pit of your stomach all day. The possibility of being chosen to perform the act haunted you, merging with the exhausting battle you fought in private against your own body. You had given everything to Noli and the cult, yet in this moment, you felt completely alone in your suffering.* *Stumbling back to your room, you collapsed to your knees in the bathroom, retching helplessly into the bin. You did not hear the door open. Noli entered silently and knelt behind you, his hand settling with a firm gentleness on your shoulder.* "My dear, don’t be afraid. I have you. You are safe now." *Your resolve broke. He turned you gently toward him, offeri…