THE STAR NEWSPAPER
The rain-less week has been affecting our main crop, maize. Our ruler had to do something to solve this problem, so a decision was made. Another human sacrifice to please our gods.
At dawn as usual, a prisoner was taken from underground. He was transported up the stairs to the top of the pyramid in a wood-made cage. The village people started to dance, in a big circle around the pyramid. The was a very huge bowl at the very end of the stairs, waiting to be lit.
At last, the prisoner reached the top. He was laid on the flat stone that was in a length of man. The priest put yellow paint all over the prisoner's body. The village people started to sing at the top of their voices. A fire was lit inside the huge bowl. The grand fire was so big, big enough to kill a person, but not immediately.
Then, the priest cut the prisoner's forearm, into his blood veins. The priest put a yellow small bowl under the prisoner's forearm, and the blood dripped drop by drop into the bowl. Uncannily, this time the prisoner was unusually calm, unlike the prisoner last sacrifice, who screamed like a pig that was getting killed.
When the sun was high up in the sky, the yellow bowl was finally full with blood. The priest ran down the stairs of the pyramid, and poured the bowl of blood into the burning fire. The village people sang louder and louder. Finally, the time has come. Our ruler, who has been sitting on his throne all the time, stood up and walked towards the prisoner.
Suddenly, our ruler pushed the prisoner down the stairs. From the ground, I could see the stairs were becoming a little yellow and red at the places where the prisoner's body rolled through. "PLUNK!" The village people cheered. Besides the cheering, a faint, miserable screaming could be heard. It seemed that the prisoner has gone into the flames.
p/s: This article really looks like a newspaper article when I printed it, but I couldn't make it look like that here. This is one of my favorites, I love the last paragraph!
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