[M4A] The Cursed Coin and Doll

I’ve been to numerous cities and countries as since I’ve become an archeologist and anthropologist. I’ve seen countless artifacts and trinkets of ages long since past. What I had found on my latest expedition was interesting to say the least. A lost artifact from the Ertoas tribe. It’s said this tribes priest held otherworldly powers beyond someone wildest dreams. Surely this was all load of crock. I was man of science but open to learning as I was so taught.

After a few months of my research into the this tribe odd customs and past I was reached out to by a local in Haiti by the name Claudia. She had told her grandfather was one of priest of this tribe back in his prime and wanted to speak with me as he didn’t have much time left. I packed my bags and took the next flight out to Haiti. I was greeted by Claudia shortly after I had gotten off the plane as they lived in a more remote part of Haiti untouched by modern conveniences. She had explained to my while making our way to her grandfathers home that what I was going to witness was a once in a lifetime event.

The drive was no more than an hour but it had gotten fairly dark. I could see a small fire out in the distance which kept growing as we got closer to her grandfathers hut. Her grandfather wasn’t sickly looking at all he didn’t look a day past fifty. I quickly got out of the car and I noticed that her grandfather had a strange coin around his being held by red string and in one hand held a voodoo type doll. In his other hand is what shocked and intrigued me. It was a nude girl about Claudia’s age around 25 years with a collar around her neck attached to a leash that her grandfather was holding. I was in utter shock not at the nudity but at the look on her face. I pull my camera and started to take pictures and documenting all I could at this. That’s when I heard it.

It was a voice…no more like screams…screams of intense pleasure. I shock my head thinking it must be the jet lag but her grandfather looked at me with a twisted grin and came closer to me and whispered, “You hear that don’t you? The screams. That’s your calling…” he said placing his hand on my shoulder and that’s when I blacked out.

I woke up a few hours later with a throbbing headache in his hut. I kept my eyes closed but I felt something tugging on my pants. My eyes fling open and it was the girl from before pawing at my pants like an animal in heat. My eyes widen thinking what the hell did I get into….

It had been a few months since that encounter and I was going to publish my findings. The coin was still around my neck and the doll was locked away in my drawer. I was going to present it to a small group of high class people who had been looking for this. This meant a lot of people were wanting to know how it works….

Hello there! If you took time and made it to the end of this prompt…thank you! If this didn’t make a lick of sense that’s fair! I am looking for someone to play as test subject for this cursed object. If you have further questions reach out. I’ve had this idea on the back burner for a while and wanted to give it a try again!