By Joseph Logsdon
What strange fate brought him to that island? Surrounded by beautiful women, Burt believed he had found paradise. His ship had wrecked, but to his surprise, a tribe of women were waiting for him. They were, for lack of a better word, quite stunning. Having never seen a man before, they believed him to be divine. Every time he opened his mouth, they were amazed. They clothed him, they bathed him, and most importantly, they fucked him. At long last, Burt had found paradise.
One night, around midnight, they decided to hold a ceremony in his honor. As usual, Burt was carried to the sacred temple. Being an average-looking guy, Burt never thought he would receive attention from so many beautiful women. All his life, he had been bullied, almost to the point of suicide. Finally, it was his time to be in the spotlight, and he wasn't going to waste it, not for anything.
"I gotta say, Diana, you really outdid yourself," Burt laughed, nearly collapsing from drunkenness.
"I just want to please you," Diana replied, opening the door to the temple.
"What does this ceremony involve, anyway? At this point, I'm down for anything, though just in case, could you tell me what all this is about?"
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it, we're just trying to make you happy. We love you, after all, and we want you to stay with us forever. You'll stay with us forever, won't you, Burt?"
"Of course, Diana, why would you even ask?"
"I don't know, it just seems that you're distracted, like you want to be somewhere else. Have I done something wrong? You can be honest, I won't mind," Diana cried.
"Oh, come now, there's no need for that. I mean, why would I want to go back? Trust me, Diana, there's nothing worth going back to. I wouldn't think of leaving here, not for anything. You, especially, have been so very kind to me. How can I ever repay you? Oh, I forgot, I can't repay you. No matter how hard I try, I'll never match what you've done," Burt stated.
"Now that you mention it, you can repay me," Diana stated.
"I can't tell you, it's a surprise," Diana answered.
Entering the temple, Burt was amazed as he stared at the glorious architecture. Speechless and out of breath, Burt was placed on the altar, where he felt slightly uncomfortable. What were they planning to do? How long would it last? In seemingly no time at all, Burt went from relaxed and content, to paranoid and afraid. He was in a strange place, with strange women, who he didn't completely trust. Was it truly paradise?
Gathering around him, the women didn't hesitate to shout and scream. It was intimidating, and to some degree, it was frightening. Their leader, Diana, proceeded to draw a knife from her pocket. Was it truly paradise?
"Diana, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that, well, uh, I don't trust you. What are you going to do with that knife?"
"Oh, don't be so dramatic, it can't hurt you," Diana laughed.
The screaming suddenly came to an end, implying that Diana was about to give a speech. The silence was unbearable, and with the passing of every second, Burt's heart skipped a beat. Was this paradise?
"I'm so glad everyone could be here tonight. How long have we been on this island? I ask you, how long have we been here? Not three years ago, all of us were in America, living normal, pathetic lives. Were we happy, then? Of course not, because if we were, we wouldn't have killed those men, those evil, venomous men. Now, I can't speak for all of you, but for me, at least, I couldn't bear to spend one more day in that prison cell. So, what did we do? We escaped, like any sensible person would. I concur, we did the right thing, the honorable thing. Every year, we hold this sacrifice, in order to remind us of what we had to go through to get here. Sisters, will you not join me? Not for my sake, for your sake," she sighed.
Before Burt could react, a knife was plunged into his chest. The suffering, however, didn't end there. Several knives pierced him, all at one time. The scene was barbaric, if nothing else. Was this paradise?