First person short story
There is an ancient custom in our village.
Puppet show.
People in the village believe that human sacrifices are used to cook soup and feed it to newly grown women.
You can pray for good weather and prosperity in the coming year.
Therefore, a woman is selected as a sacrifice every year.
This year my sister and I were accidentally selected.
After drinking the soup, I found that those who were sacrificed had returned.
There are still several transparent threads wrapped around the body.
Intention: People always have to pay for what they do