Leaning over to Asher, I whisper. "Hey, so what's the deal with the lamb, are they gonna bathe them in holy wat..e...r...."
Asher's eyes violently shake as she onlooks the stage, her breath hastening as she begins to hyperventilate.
Just looking at her is making me panic. "What? What's wrong?"
"that- no, no-"
"Asher, now you're freaking me out."
"Brazen... bull..."
"Brazen bull? Asher, I think you skipped Pre-k; that's a lamb. You know, the pre evolution of a sheep."
Her fear doesn't falter as she covers her mouth.
What's got her pant-
The men on stage wheel out a steel fire pit, placing it under the lamb.
What... what are they doing?
"It was said that the blood of a lamb would ward off the devil of hell, for that, this couple shall protect our world from evil."
As the chubby man snaps, the fire is ignited, the flames fulminate as they tickle the underside of the bronze lamp statue.
