"So.... what exactly is this "Cult" about," Asked the zoner girl.
"Well..... how do i explain this.... Eat this delicious..... sandwich," Said Volatilis.
Volatilis passed a small sandwich over to the zoner girl.
"Would you like anything on it?" Said Volatilis.
"Ummm.... no, I like my sandwiches plain," Replied the zoner girl in an unsure tone.
"Fantastic...." Volatilis sneered.
She took a bite, and swallowed. She dropped the sandwich.
"What... is this made of?" Said the zoner girl in a disgust that looked as though she might die.
"Why.... it's made of zoner!" Said Volatilis.
"WHAT??!?!?" Screamed the zoner girl.
Volatilis grabbed her face and opened her mouth. He pulled out a vial from his robe pocket, and emptied it on the girl's tongue. It stuck like a statue and faint screams emerged from her mouth. He threw her out the door and on to a step.
"Go ahead.... live. Oh and, if you need any help, you know where I am," Laughed Fatum.
This was the tenth member he'd been able to recruit, or.... trap. It was always the same, they eat some human, get splashed with the vials mixture, and are thrown out the door. Then, after about 2 days, they show up wanting to know more about the cult, and before you know it, they read the pages and offically join.
1 day later, the zoner girl showed up.
"Help me.... I.... ate my brother..." She said with great sadness.
"AHAHAHHAHA, my oh my, your back! Well, are you ready to join?" He asked.
"Ye....I think so.." He stuttered, having no knowledge of her fate.
"Read these," He said as he threw a clump of aged papers on her lap.
And so the usual ritual happened, she became interesting and decided to take an oath to the cult, success again for Mr. Fatum.