
Hundreds of us, jammed into the hallway outside the hotel ballroom, waiting for the doors to open and the ritual to begin.
The power in the air was palpable.
Like atoms which, when compressed, generate heat, so too with bodies. You could taste the energy mounting, mounting, as more and more people pressed in.
Finally, the double doors swung open. With a cheer, we stampeded into the room.
Then the ritualist killed it.