THE HIGH TABLE

Daniel, a young British/Congolese wrestler, stepped into the Congolese square circle wrestling ring with nervous anticipation. He had been warned about the dangers of competing against Super Anguluma, one of the most intimidating Congolese wrestlers on the planet. The crowd roared as Super Anguluma strut into the arena, bare-chested and adorned with vibrant beaded jewelry that clinked together with every step. He was a giant of a man, with bulging muscles and a menacing aura that filled the entire arena. The match began, and Daniel quickly found himself overwhelmed by the fury of Super Anguluma's attacks. The Congolese wrestler moved with a speed and agility that belied his enormous size, throwing him into the ropes and slamming him onto the mat with brutal force. Sweat poured down Daniel's forehead as he struggled to get back up, but each time he did, Super Anguluma was there, waiting to send him crashing back down again.

As the match wore on, it became clear that Daniel had no chance of victory. He could feel the magic of the voodoo wrestling taking hold, and his muscles began to shake uncontrollably. His vision blurred, and his mind became clouded. Suddenly, he collapsed onto the grass outside the ring, shaking uncontrollably and then his body relaxes in a motionless state. The crowd roared their approval as they saw their hero about to perform the traditional ceremonial knife winning ritual. Daniel closed his eyes as he felt Super Anguluma's hot breath on his neck. He knew what was coming next. The pain was intense as the large ceremonial knife pierced his flesh, cutting into the bottom of his stomach. With a satisfied grunt, Anguluma reached in with his bloody fingers, grasping at the warm intestines. Daniel still motionless on the grass as he felt the hot, wet sensation of his own insides being pulled from his body.

Super Anguluma stepped back, holding the bloody, gore-covered knife aloft. The crowd roared in approval as he slowly wrapped a Congolese flag around Daniel's motionless form. The young special needs wrestler laid motionless on the grass, his eyes closed and his breathing shallow. Anguluma sat on his chest, grinning widely as he pulled the knife across his throat in a symbolic gesture. The crowd went wild as they watched their hero make his way from the ring, across the grass, and through the Congolese stadium archway. 

Daniel's body was presented to the world as his trophy, a testament to the power and brutality of this ancient tradition. It was a haunting reminder of the sacrifice required to compete in voodoo wrestling, and one that Daniel would never forget.

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