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"For the second trial today, you'll need to turn in your answer card third or even last place. Can you do that for me?" the woman asks.
"Uh. . . wouldn't that mean I would be eliminated?"
The look of horror is no doubt plastered on my face at the request.
"It's all right, there's a system in place that will take care of it, but I can't say more. I just need you to agree to that," she explains, as if that’s supposed to calm me down.
"Suuuure," I drawl hesitantly, flashing a bright smile that I hope is convincing.
As soon as she nods and walks away though, I look at Preston with a 'what the fucking hell' face.
"I promise, Nora, it'll be fine. I know the plan; unfortunately, I'm not allowed to share it since they want to keep reactions as natural as they can. Do you trust me?"
"Yes," I mutter with a pout.
"Perfect. Now, let's get that frown all glittered up and ready for filming," he directs, guiding me toward hair and makeup.
Oh, joy, time to get transformed into a witchy stripper.Not that I don't still have glitter in every nook and cranny.
I should have showered that shit off before fucking.
Now, my labia is a YAYbia.
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"Hello and welcome back to Modern Day Witch Hunt!" Carter introduces himself just as he had the last episode, rattling off the prompt from the screen in front of him. "We are officially on our second trial—meaning two witches have already been eliminated, leaving behind four souls on their path to win Mother Shipton's grimoire!"
That baby is mine, even if I have to cheat and hex the hell out of Bellamy to get it.
What?
Turnabout's fair play.
Why hex him when you could sex him, my ovaries insert like the obnoxious tramps that they are.
"For our second trial—Divination Divide—each contestant will be tasked with answering a question about the future through a specified type of divination. Those who divine the correct answer will move forward to the third and final trial. But, of course, it won't be that easy and this trial's twist is that our audience has voted on which method each contestant will have to use!"
Translation:the network gets to pick their favorites and give them the easiest ones.
Please let me still be on the goodie two-shoe list; otherwise, this wicked witch is going to need to pull a flying monkey out of her not-so-ruby slippers.
"So, let's have a looksee at the four methods, shall we?" Carter continues, easily transitioning between topics. "We have the two typical methods that I'm sure you have all heard about, tarot cards and crystal ball—also referred to as cartomancy and gastromancy. But there are also two other types that are rarer and slightly harder to use—divination through fire and prophesying through cloud interpretation. Both respectively named pyromancy and nephomancy."
I swear that if they don't give me the crystal ball, they will have missed a golden cliché opportunity.
"And the results are in per your picks. Let's see what our four witches will be using starting with Bodaway the Shaman."
Up on the wall, where the timer had been displayed in trial one, is an animation of a cauldron. Inside, the name of the chosen divination forms on it in colorful liquid. I hold my breath, genuinely nervous to see how this rigged game would go.
"Cartomancy for Bodaway! For those just tuning in, that means he'll be divining the answer through use of tarot cards. Now, on to Bellamy!"
I almost snort out loud when I see what he's been given.
"Ooo, pyromancy. Think you can handle the heat of the flames, Bellamy?" the host questions the witch next to me.
"Absolutely. A little heat never bothered me," Bellamy states cockily, glancing to me at the end of his statement.
