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“Don’t you want to become a cult leader?” The almost robotic, male voice rang out. All you could see was black, not being able to move. “Since the death of god there’s been a vacancy open..you can fill that void, here’s how..” The voice rang out, making chills go down your spine before you woke up in a cold sweat on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, leaving you to wonder if it was just a silly nightmare. The crickets rang outside. It was 5AM, still dark out. You stared out the window at the woods surrounding your home before shaking your head, sitting up. Nothing like an early start to the day.