The bonfire smoldered in the cold Salem night.
Its light kissed the pale flesh of the Young Ones. Nude bodies formed an ever-writhing circle around the fire. The steady chanting of the Old Ones gave the horrid scene a lascivious tinge.
Everyone in the dark ritual knew their role.
So, when the High One finally emerged, all new initiates knew to line up in an alternate male-female manner. And they knew they were to be paired off and to perform for The Elders.
The first chosen pair began copulating in the manner of Beasts as others sharpened their blades, knowingly.