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I dropped the shovel in shock, only for one of them to pick it up and thrust it back into my sweaty hands. Anubis remained silent, his expression unreadable. He started digging.
When he finally spoke, his voice was steady. “Dig. You won’t survive if you don’t.”
My heavy panting echoed in the still night as the icy breeze pricked my skin. The sound of our shovels scraping against the earth was unnervingly rhythmic, each scoop of dirt a step closer to the unknown. Anubis’s face was stoic, his movements mechanical. The moonlight cast eerie shadows over his features, reminding me he was the bad guy.
We barely scratched the surface before uncovering a piece of plywood. Anubis lifted it, exposing a deep grave beneath. Without hesitation, he jumped down, and before I could process what was happening, I was pushed in after him. I landed awkwardly on top of him, the wind knocked out of me. We were in a heap, six feet under. They replaced the plywood slab above us, plunging us into complete darkness.
Trapped in that grave atop Anubis, the certainty of our situation sank in. This wasn’t some nightmare. Panic took over.
But then Anubis’s voice broke through the darkness. “It’s part of the initiation. Trust me.”
“Initiation?” I parroted him.
“I have to,” he insisted, his voice full of resignation. “I have to take your virginity down here.”
“The hell you will,” I challenged automatically, my voice echoing oddly in the confined space.
“It’s the Skull Society,” he whispered, as if the very name could summon them, even down here. “I don’t have a choice. I’ve inherited it but know little about it. You saw that party the other night. Isn’t that the life you want to have?”
His question caught me off guard. The luxury, the recklessness had an allure, undeniably. But at what cost?
“No,” I decided.
“Then why are you here at Edenvane?”
“So I can get a degree and make a difference in the world,” I shot back, my resolve hardening.
“There’s power to be had as well. More than you can imagine.”
“By why me? Why here?” I pressed, unable to hide the tremor in my voice.
“They’ll check.”
Having my coochie examined by the members of this secret society filled me with dread.
“Listen, I tried to get rid of you,” he said, his tone shifting to one of cold practicality.
“It was you, the hair and the party? My two strikes?”
“Yes. It wasn’t until you mentioned the Skull Society that it was too late.”
“Too late for what?”
“For you to be expelled. Exempt from this.”
Breathing hard, I could barely take it all in. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“Do you really think I want to be tied to you? You’re a nobody.” His words stung, slicing through the darkness with surgical precision.
Anubis was a bad guy.
“Yes, I’m nobody,” I whispered, my heart sinking. The realization of my place in this twisted hierarchy was a bitter pill to swallow. “So, tell me, why me?”
“The higher you are, the lower your mate,” he continued, his words a reflection of the warped values that governed this secret society. The implication was clear. In their eyes, I was the lowest of the low, suitable only for this humiliating ordeal.
I sucked in a breath, trying not to cry.
“The lower my casket. That’s what you are called.” He laughed. “For you, it makes sense, a basket case even.”
