There was a total of four Firewalkers in the basement. Two were new - ones I had never seen before. Both were men that my parents had captured in the past few months. I’d heard their screams as my parents had locked them up in the basement, but had not been down to see them. Both were contained in stone cells on the far side of the basement. Through the small areas where the stone had been cut away so that the Firewalkers could be monitored - or tortured - I could see that both of these newcomers were slumped against the walls of their cells, seemingly unconscious. But likely, they were in a deep state of hypnagogia, trying to escape their reality by retreating into their minds.
The other two Firewalkers - the man and woman who I had seen before when my mother had brought me down... Please subscribe to keep reading.
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