the Satanic Nun fades into nothing as she is swept into hell by your phenomenal dancing. "I CAN'T BELIEVE WE DID IT!" you cry, hugging Bertha, filled with joy and adrenaline. you run to the rest of the cult, who are still circling Cardboard on her stool. "i'll be taking that, thank you!" you go to grab your cat, but as soon as you touch her, you fly backwards with immense force, as though a massive measuring tape has caught your collar. "what in the name of Whitney was that?" you yell, looking at Bertha. her face is white. "Bertha?" you walk up to her, there is a look of pure fear and sadness in her eyes.

"this is something truly, truly terrible my boy." she replies, gulping.

"what? what is it? we killed the nun, the others are powerless!"

"'tis the Veil of the 9th Eye, the most evil spell known to the cult. it's said..."

"what's said?"

"it's said... that until a sacrifice is made, the Veil cannot be lifted."

your eyes widen in shock, and you glance up at the other cult members.

"is this true?"

one breaks the circle and steps forward. "Bertha speaks the truth. until a sacrifice is made, the dog is ours eternally."

"it's not a bloody dog! you can't do that-"

"it's too late. Cardboard is under the Veil, there's nothing you can do."

she looks up at you, a tear in her eye. she smiles gently.

"but there's something i can do."