WE GET RICH BY SACRIFICING PEOPLE ON A CERTAIN HIGH WAY IN PRETORIA
I am tired of this life and I have been trying to get out of it but the more I walk away the more bad luck follows me. The first time i tried walking away from the ritual, I lost my twin sons. They were only 3 years and they drowned in the pool at my house.
My then wife divorced me soon after that and a couple of weeks later she committed suicide. She blamed me for their death of our sons. She didn’t even want me to attend the funeral,I had to involve the police.
So a couple of years ago, right after I completed my degree I got a job at a mall called wonderpark. I won’t say where I was working because this might be too obvious to those that knows the death of my kids.
I am originally from Ga-Rankuwa so I moved to Amandasig. There are apartments there very close to a high way bridge. I used to groove at sunny side almost every weekend. I loved it there because I was used to the vibe.
One fateful night I got very drunk and still insisted on driving, I was with my then girlfriend or side chick rather because it wasn’t my main girlfriend. I don’t know what happened but I do know that we got into a car accident. But it was a very weird situation. I mean we drove drunk and when we approached the mountain next to the high way I suddenly felt some coldness.
At the same time I was becoming very sleepy. I don’t know how I lost control of the car but I remember seeing men in black,they were in very expensive suites and we were at what looked like a cemetery but it was inside the same mountain that’s on the highway.
The men then said my car fell into their territory therefor I have to join them or lose my life. I honestly don’t know what transpired but i saw a huge snake there and the men where worshipping it. I was given a bracelet with an eye on it and told that I should never take it off and I should always follow the instructions given in my dreams and it will bring me wealth.
I watched the men cut my girlfriend’s kneck with one of the car parts and drank her blood. They also forced me to drink the blood as well saying it is my sacrifice and ticket to wealth.
They then returned us and the car to the side of the road on the highway, they placed her in a way that looks like the car cut her kneck off then placed me well on my seat with my seat belt on and took cut off her seatbelt so that it looked like she wasn’t wearing her seat belt.
I was in so much shock that I couldn’t talk nor scream. A few hours later an ambulance and the police arrived, she was declared dead and I was rushed to akasia hospital opposite wonderpark. I recovered so quick that it shocked the doctors too.
When I got home I found a big bag with money under my bed and the bag had the eye on it. The same eye that is on my bracelet. For months I got more money and I kept lying to people around me that it’s RAF money. They believe me because they know about the accident but what they don’t know is that RAF refused to pay me because I was the drunk driver.
I bought luxury cars, big mansions but I’m not enjoying the wealth anymore because I keep losing people I love. I don’t want to be a part of this anymore but it seems like dying is the only way to detach from this ritual. I need help. I don’t even pass by the highway anymore because each time I do I see the big snake and the men in black even during the day ,they are there.
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