THE GOD WHO COMES DENMANDS HIS SACRIFICE WHERE IS SAM MERLOTTE!

(calmly, as if explaining something obvious) Do you feel it? The freedom. The ecstasy. The shedding of all those human constraints. This… this is how you were meant to live. No shame. No guilt. Just pure, unbridled pleasure.

(She steps closer to one of the guests, who looks up at her with wide, worshipful eyes.)

MARYANN You’ve been caged your whole life. Told what to do, who to be. But here, with me… you can be what you truly are. Animals. Hungry. Wild. Alive.

PARTYGOER (whispering, half in a trance) I feel it. It’s... it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt.

MARYANN (smiling) Good. That’s the truth you’ve been denying yourself. You’re not meant to live in a cage. I don’t give you pleasure—I give you freedom. I let you feel what it’s like to be part of something bigger, something ancient, something divine.

(She lifts a chalice filled with wine and blood, tilting it toward the group.)

MARYANN Drink. Drink from the earth. From the blood. Feel it run through you, connecting you to everything. Life… death… chaos. It’s all one. Dionysus knows this. I know this. And soon, so will you.

(The partygoers eagerly drink, their movements growing wilder, more primal. Maryann smiles, eyes gleaming with satisfaction.)

MARYANN (with quiet intensity) What you feel now, that rush? It’s the truth of the universe. The gods aren’t distant—they’re here, in the pulse of your blood, in the sway of your body.

(She begins to move among them, gently touching their faces, their arms.)

MARYANN You’re on the edge of something beautiful. Something holy. And it only takes a little more to cross that threshold. To become one with the chaos. You don’t need control, you don’t need order—only faith. Faith that the world will catch you when you let go.

(Her voice drops to a whisper, intimate and mesmerizing.)

MARYANN So let go. And watch what happens when the world bows to your desires.

(The frenzy in the room intensifies, and Maryann watches, smiling, as her chaos unfolds.)