Cult members gather in the main temple chamber for one last worship. Cups of veiled poison are passed throughout the crowd. The cult leader toasts to a simultaneous nirvana and the cult members begin to feel uneasy, as the cult apostles draw firearms. With pistols to the heads of unwilling people the Cult leader surprisingly takes the first sip. As their manipulative "leader" lay foaming at the mouth, mayhem ensues as the cult member begin to turn on the chiefs in disbelief. Shots scatter into the windows and crowd, glass shatters and people scream in an all out panic as unwilling member struggle to fight for weapons. Out numbered 10 to 1, the chiefs are easily over taken, and over thrown swiftly with murderous intent. With night still lingering in the sky, the now ex-members of the cult discard the cult leader and his apostles like litter on a highway. Blood still stains the main Chamber floors as the weary people flood back into the temple crazed and confused. They celebrate... they celebrate crying and laughing in an uneasy way, and they dance to the death of a psychotic leader... But who are the psychotic ones in all this really?