Tuesday, 4 August 2020

The Club

It was a very closely guarded secret, members had to stake their lives on new recruits when they joined.

They met every twenty-three days, at night, in a basement that had been adjusted to host said meetings.

The members, to a man or woman depending on how you counted them, felt their lives were better for the activities involved. It made their lives more vivid, sweeter.

Now, at this point, you probably want to know what, exactly, said activities are. This is a natural reaction to have.

But sorry, I can't tell you. You're not worth risking my life over.

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