The New Gods Of Central New York
But Jack ignored me. “But tonight is Robert’s night!” he shouted. “As a student, he has finally achieved enlightenment! He and his follower that HE created have become one! I think the right way to celebrate is to give Dominick a presentation on what even a mere mortal can achieve here! Prove to Dominick that he is worthy of being worshipped!”
The crowd went wild with the cheers. Robert stood from his throne and looked at the woman next to him, she began sobbing. I began to move forward, but Malik, who had snuck up on me, put his hand on my shoulder and stopped me in my tracks.
“Let him have his night, don’t be an attention hog,” he whispered.
That’s when the room grew silent, except for the sobbing woman. Jack got on stage and pointed at Robert.
“Your follower has allowed you to be the ultimate sculptor, now create a masterpiece!” Jack yelled.
Robert then put his hand on the woman’s head. He stood on the side of her so we could all see what was happening. The woman fell to her knees and began to scream, but Robert never lost his grip on her. You could see her bones moving in a disgusting way inside of her. Her cheekbones bulged out, making her beautiful face look grotesque. Then, her spine protruded so far that it ripped through her dress. She was screaming in pain and Robert began to bleed from his nose. I had enough. I didn’t know what the hell was going on, but I wanted to stop it. I started to storm towards the stage, but Malik grabbed my arm and squeezed hard.
“I said don’t do it!” Malik yelled.
I began to feel searing pain in my stomach. I fell to the ground, howling in pain. I looked up and saw that Robert was turning the woman into a grotesque monster. Jack walked over to me and patted my head.
“Don’t you see what is happening here? We are the type of people that were worshipped as Gods thousands of years ago! We’ll be able to write our own bible!” Jack said with his signature grin.