Dorothea sighed and turned toward the door, an indefinable feeling stirring within her.
She had joined a secret society too... in the end, she had taken this step.
A petite figure surfaced in her mind. She drew a deep breath and told herself, "Dorothea, you can do this. You have to keep going!"
Vanessa then spoke with everyone individually.
Whether with Allen or the orphans, the conversations went extremely smoothly.
They accepted Vanessa's invitation without hesitation. Even though they knew little about the Supernatural, none of them wavered.
Their hesitation and weakness had been buried in the earth along with Winnie.
Elliot looked at the cards in his hand. Most of them had changed:
[Dorothea Ramsey] had become [Follower Dorothea Ramsey]. The others were the same, with "Follower" added as a prefix.
When he placed these cards in the [Believers] slot, it finally swallowed them successfully.
He then placed [No. 37 Pine Resin Alley] in [Hideout].
Finally, he placed [Devout Maiden] in [Cult Leader].
Now, all the slots were filled.
The Difference Engine erupted into a hum so powerful that the entire mansion seemed to tremble. The slots on the card table swallowed the cards in unison, then sank down.
Amid the turning of mechanical gears, the entire tabletop kept breaking apart, descending, rising, and piecing itself back together.
The whole layout seemed to have changed.
At last, everything slowly fell quiet. The original hardwood tabletop had been replaced by another material, something like parchment, but finer to the touch and faintly warm.
The Brass Dial above spun wildly, assembling a line of text:
[You have established an Esoteric Cult] [Your evil name will be sung throughout the world.]
Then several new cards were ejected, and many more slots appeared on the tabletop.
First came the girl's