Go meet with another acolyte of Zoion
From Create Your Own Story
You follow Karin out of the altar room and into the antechamber and pause to collect your clothing. You try to remove the collar around your neck when you notice that the connecting links at the ends have fused together. It doesn't look like you'll be getting it off anytime soon. Karin tells you to forget your clothes and leads you back into the catacombs. After several turns in the winding passageways you reach another door. This one's familiar, the Chamber of Beasts. You've heard of it before, it's where many members of your cult go to unwind with some animal companionship. Karin leads you inside, and you realize this is some kind of back entrance, not the main entryway.
She leads you down another hallway, past many rooms where you can hear various animals grunting, growling, howling, along with the occasional human moan, punctuated every so often by bloodcurdling screams. She enters a door to your right, and you follow her inside. This room is some sort of laboratory, filled with various biological science equipment. Microscopes, centrifuges, surgical tables and tools, et cetera. Jars of various preserved specimens line the shelves on one side of the room. Fetal pigs, fish, brains, and eyeballs all preserved in chemical solution. Some of the animal specimens don't look quite right. Some of their features are less animalistic, and closer to human.
On another side of the room is a one way mirror looking into an enclosure. You take a peek and notice it appears to be a habitat for baboons. You see many of them milling around, going about normal baboon business. At closer inspection you notice that there is also a human in the enclosure. A raven-haired young girl, roughly the same age as you. She's nude, and quite disheveled and dirty. She doesn't appear to be in immediate distress however, and she doesn't appear to be injured at all. She's just sitting around with some of the baboons, mimicking their behavior.
"Ahem." You hear from behind you. You turn and see a rather elderly man, rather gaunt, nearly bald, wearing a white labcoat.
"What can I do for you young lady?" he asks, before turning to see Karin. Karin smiles at the old man and embraces him with a passionate kiss.
"We did it Grandfather," she says, "Sharon lent me a hand and together we were able to complete the ritual."
The old man begins laughing excitedly, and rushes to gather some tools. He then returns to you and Karin and begins carefully scraping some of the congealed sperm from each of your bodies. You feel slightly uneasy at first about this old man touching your naked body, but he appears to be completely caught up in the scientific aspect of it, not copping a feel. He carefully prepares slides with some of the goo, and then feeds the rest into another machine for analysis. Your cult has been at the forefront of various fields of science, including genetics. Those meddlesome Christians don't believe in evolution, but your cult has embraced it--fusing science and Satan.
