The air was full of nervous feelings as Eki stood in the middle of the secret room. Moonlight came through the hole in the broken ceiling, making dusty space glow with magical light. Indigo dye and white clay are put on a plain altar, their vivid colours striking against the filthy background. This is it. The moment of truth.
Eki took a deep breath, feeling the heavy weight of ritual-pressing shoulders. Many doubts filled her mind. Would it work? Would the entity even appear? Her eyes quickly shifted to Ayo and Kunle, who were standing near the door. Their faces showed concern. To her, they seemed like a secure shelter, providing support and strength in these times of uncertainty.
Following what words were on the stone, Eki mixed dye and clay to create a thick paste. She moved with great
