The ritual deepens in the backyard’s “trial by earth,” where Natasha teeters on noosed perches over a ritual pit, her body ignited by aphrodisiac fire toward shattering peaks, as upstairs Roxy writhes in choking ecstasy and downstairs April succumbs to Dwayne’s hooded caresses, leaving Elina and the earlier arrivals shackled in anticipatory chains—culminating in a haze of exhausted release, their fractured wills reforged in the compound’s unyielding embrace as twilight claims the grounds.
