After frowning for a while, he asked me for the rings to have a look at them. I produced them from my pocket of my shorts. They felt warm in my palm. There was a strange feeling; a tingling and warm assuring sensation.
Once they had exchanged hands, the priest suddenly gave an abrupt, startled jerk and we saw a strange look on his face. It was look of a totally different person. With the rings at his fingertips, he swayed from side to side. Then he started mumbling and speaking strangely. Guna, the spokesman, was also surprised and stumped. He could not understand what was going on. We were even more shocked and stunned. He listened intently to the gibberish but could neither make head nor tail of what he was saying.
Guna whispered, "I think he is in a trance. It is possible that he is getting a message from the ghosts."
We all looked in silence with our mouths wide opened. We could not utter a word. All we could do was sit still and stared at the priest.
His eyes rolled around for a long time. All the while he was mumbling something at times loudly and at times very softly that we had to stretch our eyes to catch it. In between he heard laughter and sigh. Then he would sway his head and we saw tears rolling down his cheeks.
Suddenly he collapsed on the floor in front of us. We gave out a shriek and sat completely stunned. We looked at one another. We wanted to run away but when we saw the rings in his fingertips, we remembered our mission. We then stayed and waited.
Once they had exchanged hands, the priest suddenly gave an abrupt, startled jerk and we saw a strange look on his face. It was look of a totally different person. With the rings at his fingertips, he swayed from side to side. Then he started mumbling and speaking strangely. Guna, the spokesman, was also surprised and stumped. He could not understand what was going on. We were even more shocked and stunned. He listened intently to the gibberish but could neither make head nor tail of what he was saying.
Guna whispered, "I think he is in a trance. It is possible that he is getting a message from the ghosts."
We all looked in silence with our mouths wide opened. We could not utter a word. All we could do was sit still and stared at the priest.
His eyes rolled around for a long time. All the while he was mumbling something at times loudly and at times very softly that we had to stretch our eyes to catch it. In between he heard laughter and sigh. Then he would sway his head and we saw tears rolling down his cheeks.
Suddenly he collapsed on the floor in front of us. We gave out a shriek and sat completely stunned. We looked at one another. We wanted to run away but when we saw the rings in his fingertips, we remembered our mission. We then stayed and waited.
