Prompt

INT. WITCHDOCTOR’S HUT – CONTINUOUS The witchdoctor takes a small blade, carves a circle on the wooden floor, and places a black pot in the center. Witchdoctor:“Give me your blood.” Musa hesitates. His hands shake. Witchdoctor (commanding):“Do it!” Musa pricks his finger. A single drop falls into the pot. Smoke rises instantly — red and thick. The witchdoctor begins chanting. His voice distorts. Witchdoctor:“The price is high… so will be the cost to revoke it. You now belong to the covenant of gain.” Witchdoctor:“Go now… and succeed.” Musa stumbles out of the hut, breathing heavily,