Cronache della Sindone:

Bloody Guests

Notes by Xamot

Monday, December 26th, 1994

The sisterhood’s meeting spot was strange – the shroud there was warped in a way, with a similar yet weaker thrum to the “batteries” from our familial project. When we were introducing ourselves, one of the women mentioned that their comrades were slain by lupines following the “black spiral”. They also mentioned having enemies in one “Pentex Corporation”. As I stared into the fire, and focused upon its rot, I perceived their departed sisters screaming and saw an undulating membrane of green and black. I appear to have befriended it. With our different planar insights combined, we managed to create a “star” of sorts that existed in them all simultaneously. 

I forced Zachary to make a decision regarding Benjamin. I watched as Zachary bent over his bleeding corpse, smote by the ritual dagger I’d given to his friend. I watched as Benjamin’s ghost began to escape his body and clawed its way back into the cadaver. I watched as he became one of us. It was beautiful - watching someone so devoted take their life before the eyes of the one they are beholden to. Knowing that I was able to push them over that edge, and thrust them into unlife without so much as lifting a finger. I suppose he is part of the coterie now.