The dark-robed figure loomed over Jacob, his face obscured by his hood. His raspy voice seemed to emanate from everywhere at once. "Brother Jacob, you stand before the sacred waters, ready to begin your purification. Say yes, and I shall guide you along the path." Jacob swallowed hard, chest tightening. Across the moonlit clearing, he could see Emily being led away by George. "I...yes. I'll do whatever is required." "Wise...