In the name of the most sacred. It is the function. The effectiveness

It was the middle of the night and all was silent, save for the sound of the wind. Far away, a megacorporation’s lights flickered on and off, a beacon in the darkness. It was the only thing to be seen for miles, and it was a reminder of the power and influence that the company held.

The first time I saw one, I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was like a giant, shining, golden temple, towering above the cityscape. It was official. It was sacred.

The power to control everything.

The power to dictate what people did.

The power to make them do anything.

And the power to keep them in line.

But that was changing.

The company was faltering. It had been declining for years, but now things were about to take a turn for the worse. The board of directors was meeting to discuss whether or not to liquidate the company, but they were met with resistance. There were some who wanted to fight for the company, to keep it from going under.

But they were outnumbered.

And they were outmatched.

The company was bought out by another megacorporation, and all of the employees were fired. It was a dark day. A day that would live in history.

It was the day that the temples started to appear.

The first one was discovered by a worker who was walking through the middle of a field. He didn’t know what it was, but he knew that it wasn’t natural. As he got closer, he could see the symbols engraved into the temple’s surface.

He took a picture and sent it to his friends.

Soon, there were dozens of them scattered throughout the country.

The employees of the former megacorporation started to show up at the temples, hoping for a miracle. They were met with cold hostility. The priests and priestesses of the temple didn’t want anything to do with them.

They were told to leave.

They were shown the door.

And they were never heard from again.

The temples were forbidding. Uninviting. It was as if the gods were warning them not to enter.

But some people didn’t listen.

They went inside, and they never came out.

They were never seen again.

The company was closed down, and the employees were never heard from again.

The only thing that was left was the memory of the temples and the employees who disappeared inside them.

The temples. The official organizations. The sacred.

And the function. The effectiveness.