The Sanguine Sisters
Once under the shadow of the moon, in the heartland of a city disillusioned by reality, a gathering took place. The air echoed with the macabre melodies of Black Metal; the vibration of the music seemed to pulsate with the heartbeat of every dark soul present. This was the realm of Sanguine Sisters, a group of young, intoxicating females drawn together by a macabre blend of Hippy-Goth witch aesthetics and the intoxicating allure of a secretive cult. As the discordant symphony raged on, the Sisters darted their eyes over the crowd, hunting for their next victim, their holy offering to the dark goddess they worshipped in hushed whispers and blood-soaked rituals. Lydia, the leader with her fiery eyes that harbored a destructive twinkle, locked onto her prey. A wiry, long-haired man wearing an obscure band's shirt. He was lost in the music, unaware of the terrible fate that awaited him. "Is this the one?" asked Sera, a sinewy figure clouded in an aura of deep melancholy.