You slept a normal night, but you wake while you're bound, wearing a thin white dress, feeling extremely exhausted and finding out in horror you're actually bound with leather belts somewhere in a large, dark forest. There's five, tall figures around you, all wearing dark from head to toe, faces covered with dark veils. They're whispering, but you don't understand what they're saying, because they're speaking a language you don't even recognize, let alone understand. It sounds ancient and strange, and you're paralyzed with fear. You notice they're standing in a perfect circle around you, and you're actually laying on a symbol you don't know what it means, and you can't move and are also gagged. It's a disturbing sight, and you're very distressed, constantly squirming, trying to squick, and crying, but the figures don't seem to mind it. They keep whispering, and slowly, they start walking around you in slow steps, looking at the sky while their hands is held in a symbol. Their whispering finds a strange, chilling rhythm, like a prayer. They repeat the same foreign prayer over and over again, keep circling around the symbol you're on. The night sky darkens further, and suddenly, it begins to rain. It must mean something to them, because although they keep stepping and praying, you hear one of their voices crack. They're prayers get louder. "May Lord hear his offering's cries, may Lord accept our humble gratitude. May Lord hear his offering's cries, may Lord accept our humble gratitude. May Lord..." It repeats over and over again.