The inside of the emergency room completely disappeared, and James found himself standing in a wide room lit up by candles hanging from the ceiling and placed on the walls and floor.
He could think and could see his body, but could not move. Other than turning his head and moving his eyes, he could not move a limb at all.
The room was empty when James appeared in it, but within seconds, a door opened at the far end and a group of people dressed in red robes, with large hoods covering their heads, began walking in.
The individuals in robes had their hands clasped in front of them and moved in a straight line.
They took several steps into the room and, in a well-practiced manner, formed a circle around the center of the room.
James had been dropped in the center of the room, and with him unable to move, this meant that he had been encircled completely.
Though he couldn't see their faces, none of the robed figures gave James any indication that they had noticed his presence.
They stayed silent for a few seconds, then unanimously began saying a chant he could not in any way put together. Their voices echoed throughout the room, and soon two more individuals stepped in.
One of them was dressed in red just like the others but carried a bowl, and the other was naked, his form that of a man, everything about him including his tiny dick revealed except his face, which was blurred.
They walked to the center of the encirclement and, without a word, the naked man knelt, stretching both his right arm out, unflinching as a cut was made on his forearm by the robed man beside him.
Blood drained from the man into the bowl, and when it was half full, the robed figure retreated and, dipping a brush into the bowl, began drawing on the floor.
At the center of the entire event, James had a premium view of what was going on. He stared intently at the work being done on the floor, but then suddenly the world blurred, his vision distorting to the point that he could see nothing. The chants disappeared, then everything was restored again.
James found himself still in the same room, the robed men around him, but what was different now was that there was a triangle in the center of the room, one containing a circle that touched all its sides, and within this circle, another triangle.
It was all drawn with blood, a lit candle at its three points, and at the center of the ritualistic symbol were James and the naked man.
The naked man now held a dagger in his hand, and in front of him was a dog, a Doberman, its limbs and maw bound tightly.
James turned his head left and right, trying to figure out what else was in the circle, but then a voice spoke from ahead, drawing his attention.
"Let us begin."
James looked up ahead to see that a robed figure had stepped out from amidst the circle. He quickly threw an object at the naked man, this object turning out to be a coin, a red one.
The coin flew through the air, but just before it could hit the naked man, it came to a stop and floated in front of him.
"Say the words," the robed figure ahead said.
"Life transformed to power," the naked man shouted, his voice distorted, and then he stabbed down his knife several times at the Doberman. Squeals and moans came from the unfortunate creature, blood quickly pooling at the feet of the naked man.
At the very critical moment, when James was most invested, the world blurred once more, and when he could observe it clearly again, he found himself staring at the naked man, who was hysterically laughing, glee written all over his face.
The naked man slowly stood up, stretching out his arms, showing his arms and chest, which now gleamed with new bulging muscles, but that wasn't what James was focused on.
With heavy breaths, James stared at the area between the man's legs, looking at his cock, which was rock hard, thick, and covered in veins, pushing past a length of eight inches.
James was still staring at the swaying hard cock when the scenery in front of him shattered, and he was brought back to the silent interior of the emergency room.
It took him a few seconds to regain his calm, and with a trembling hand, he picked up the red coin, which had fallen on the bed beside him.
"Life transformed to power," James remembered the statement of the naked man.
"I want power!!" he said to himself, gripping the red coin tight in his fist.
Several minutes later, the nurse returned to the emergency room with a smile. She brought along with her a wheelchair, but when her eyes landed on the bed, she found it bare of a body.