She looked back at the mound and started chanting. The blood pool started to ripple. She struck a match and dropped it into the blood. I expected it to go out, but the whole mound sparked into flames, angry, red flames. She chanted some more and grabbed the flesh. She held it over the flames while she chanted. She repeated her phrase over and over again as the flesh started to burn. Then she dropped it into the fire and it slowly went out. Her face was serene as she slowly waved her hands around the smoke, collecting it. Then she turned to me. "This is it. This is what's going to protect those babies."
She stepped closer with a trail of smoke following her hands. The smoke wasn't dissipating into the air or flowing like normal smoke. She extended her hands and pushed the smoke onto my bum
