Marie
Its next day.
 I woke up at around 4:00 and started to get ready for today's ceremony. Looking over to my desk I find my mask. The bright yellow sigils painted across starting at the chin and ending at the base of the forehead. I study the canvas staring back at me then situate it on to my face, completely concealing my former identity. I am pure in the eyes of our almighty savior. I take my time walking out of my room and in to the spare room. Annable and Cyrus are already awake and fixing their masks on to their faces.  I say nothing and leave the room and walk over to my mothers room to make sure she is awake and ready to leave. To my surprise she was sitting at the edge of her cot, going over The book of prosperity, her mask at her side. "Mom" I say quietly "everyone is ready to leave". She turns to look at me and nods, closing the book. I walk out of her room to find Cyrus and Annable waiting Patiently at the door. My mother walks out of her room begins to lead us outside. We walk in age descending order, My mother being our elder leads us to the town square. The pavement sparkles as the peaking sun shines upon it. Small stones pierce my bare feet. The air nips at my dark skin leaving goosebumps where ever it touches. We arrive at Town Square to find three woman and two men half naked on a podium. Their feet were tied to a tall beam, suspending them upside down. Their hands tied to the sides. The unmasked men made there way to them, the leader of the men was holding a bowl filled with yellow liquid. He walked up to each of the each of them and smeared the liquid down their faces. After the unmasked leader finish each of the men added and imprint of their thumb to the faces of the hanging. The leader turned to us and clasped this hands together then raised the m above his head. I did the same but put my hands at my chest. "Bring your thoughts to the sky, the one is watching" The Leader yells to the crowd, we all raise our heads to stare at the sky. "The followers in front of you have done the unspeakable. We cry out to them for they have thrown away the kindness the Creator of worlds has given to them. They tried to leave the safety of our confines, throwing away everything they have been accustomed to." One of the younger unmasked men walked up to the leader, he seemed to be 15 or 16 years old and handed him a clean dagger, bowed then walked back to his place. The leader raised the dagger above his head. "The former followers of our Divine will be condemned by the human followers rather than by The One." With that the Leader walked over to the woman farthest to the left and placed the knife at the base of her stomach. Her screams echoed throughout the courtyard as blood flowed down her chest and down her face.
The rest of the ceremony was a blur. I mostly spaced out, the screams only background noises of my mind. It was all normal.