The Matamoros Cult: Blood and Black Magic Unleashed (Part Two)

Welcome back to PIC True Crime Podcast with Heather, Mike, and Bree! In this intense second chapter of our Matamoros Cult series, we delve deeper into the chilling life of Adolfo Costanzo—“El Padrino”—and the Narco-Satanists. When we left off, Adolfo had amassed power, followers, and wealth, using both dark magic and ruthless violence to grow his empire in Mexico’s Matamoros underworld.

In Part Two, we witness how Costanzo’s sinister influence expanded with his growing cult, solidified through his manipulation of criminal networks, terrifying sacrifices, and partnerships with corrupt officials. With his trusted follower-turned-accomplice Sara Villareal, "La Madrina," by his side, Adolfo’s killings escalated from disturbing to utterly depraved, sacrificing rivals and innocent victims alike.

Adolfo’s rise reveals a horrifying blend of calculated cruelty and supernatural phenomena that left even his closest followers in fear. But as his appetite for control grew, so did his willingness to push the limits of human suffering—a relentless path that would ultimately seal his fate.

Trigger Warning: This episode covers intense themes including ritualistic human sacrifice, extreme violence, and occult practices. Listener discretion is advised.

Prepare yourself for a truly disturbing journey into one of the most twisted crime cults in history, as we uncover the horror and brutality of the Matamoros Cult.

Transcript

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Welcome back everyone. And if you're new here, have a seat and strap in because this ride isn't even close to wrapping up yet.

When we left you last time, we explored the unstable early life of Adolfo Costanzo, born into a world of black magic, animal sacrifice, drug dealers, and crime, all spearheaded by his mother Delia, who believed that her son was destined for greatness.

He graduated from her Black Magic tutelage and the equally insane Santeria priest who trained him in Black Magic, grave robbing and whatever went on during those ritualistic sessions. Adolfo moved on to a few places, eventually settling in Mexico and embroiled himself in the drug trafficking and his most lucrative hustle, catering to sacrificial brand of magic to the elite.

Drug lords, models, politicians, and whoever had had the money to pay for Adolfo's advice, predictions, and spells. And his magic wasn't just a showing of killing exotic baby animals, drums in the body parts of corpses that he'd desecrated from the graveyard. Adolfo's magic was working. His predictions and advice were so spot on that anyone who came from his dark, candlelit rooms were convinced that this man had control over spirits and demons.

Predictably, Adolfo grew a band of devoted followers around him. They were a mix of the weak seeking to bask in his power and the insane wanting to exact their own sick desires on the world. Either way, Adolfo kept them in line with violence, miracles, and sex. And this roller coaster hadn't even begun to pick up speed yet. If you haven't listened to part one, please go do that before starting part two.

Seriously, this guy's journey is so insane that you just can't sum it up in an introduction Adolfo Costanza's beginnings is where the inspiration for horror books come from

I've never heard of a kid who grew up with more insanity around him, and now he's 24 years old and in the perfect position to let this ticking time bomb reach its peak. Before we get into it, hi everybody, I'm Heather, and my partners in crime are... Bree And I'm Mike.

Adolfo was now deep in the matamoros underbelly, making his mark both as an all-powerful witch doctor and drug dealer.

Besides having the Mexican police force in his pocket exchanging his services for information, he was also acquainted with Mexico's Interpol office, further strengthening his drug trafficking operation.

But Adolfo's most valuable asset inside law enforcement came from an officer named Salvador Alarcon.

His introduction to Alarcon and the people that Alarcon knew is what would take this roller coaster of madness into pure unbridled insanity.

Alarcon was a believer in the supernatural already. And during his line of work, he'd gotten injured. This injury was significant to Alarcon. It gave him the appearance of having three distinct faces, and he believed that each one of those faces was inhabited by three separate spirits.

Adolfo met him and immediately pointed out each of the three demons that possessed Alarcon. He said that one demon was a murderer, the other was a warrior, and the last one was an African witch. Alarcon was sold when Adolfo spoke to the demons, recognizing them without any prompting or previous information of the scars and what Alarcon believed they signified.

But El Padrino was very careful about converting Alarcon. So he was undoubtedly turning up his magical seeing eye all the way up to 11 to make this meeting go well. Because Alarcon worked right on the border and he was in the perfect position to put Adolfo into contact with even bigger distributors of cocaine. And most importantly, it made it possible for Adolfo to ship drugs into the US where the real money was going to be made.

In 1987, Alarcon put Adolfo into contact with the Calzada family, and even though the patriarch of the family was Guillermo Calzada, was skeptical of Adolfo's witchcraft, he was soon converted into believing the El Padrino after Adolfo performed some of his exotic animal-infused N'Ganga to protect a few of Calzada's cocaine shipments from detection.

This partnership was extremely lucrative for Adolfo. Within the next few months, he owned a fleet of luxury cars and he was showering his mother and his abused lovers with expensive gifts.

His condo was no longer the most expensive thing he owned. He had many luxury properties across Mexico thanks to his drug operations.

But don't think he stopped his rituals to focus more on the drug trade, because that was by no means just a side hustle. He was charging thousands of dollars for a session. Besides, that magical front he'd cultivated and the diehard followers were part of his success. Authorities and rival gangs alike believed that bullets couldn't harm El Padrino, and that he was capable of making himself invisible.

And of course, more than anything, Adolfo was in it for the control. He wanted to have the devotion, the worship, and the very likes of his followers at disposal.

Remember, Adolfo never did drugs or even drank alcohol, but he sure sold tons of the stuff.

His justification for staying away from substances but being perfectly alright with selling it was, and I quote, Let the non-believers kill themselves with drugs. We will profit from their foolishness.

But the partnership with Calzada went sour almost as soon as it began. Adolfo wasn't used to not getting what he wanted. He got too greedy too fast.

The whole point of Palo Mayombe, or at least his twisted version of it, was to give the padrino the ultimate power and control over the living, the dead and the spirits, and this guy was expecting him to play the sidekick. No, Adolfo wasn't going to stand for that kind of disrespect.

Barely a year into the lucrative partnership, he demanded that Calzada give him an equal share in the business in exchange for his protective magic, but Calzada told him no. This was a drug lord, and he wasn't going to share his loot 50-50 with some witch doctor out of fear of being cursed.

Adolfo had no power here and not having complete control over anything was not something that Adolfo even had the capacity to conceive. El Padrino wanted revenge and his idea of revenge is even sicker than you can imagine.

Adolfo convinced Calzada that he was being cursed by a rival gang and that this curse caused him to lose his judgment.

He wasn't asking to get back into Calzadas inner circle, but he did want to cleanse the family from evil spirits, as well as cast protective spells over them so that they didn't fall prey to this curse like he did.

Carlzada might not have wanted to share his illegal income, but he was still a believer in this uncannily accurate magic of Adolfo's, so he agreed to the free cleansing that Adolfo offered him.

Present at the ceremony was the head of the family, Guillermo Calzada, his wife, his secretary, bodyguard, another business partner, and even the family maid.

When the chanting got underway, Adolfo gave the signal and Omar and Martin burst through the door armed with machine guns and opened fire. Adolfo didn't just commit his first murder, he committed mass murder right out of the gate. And he sure wasn't going to let all those free body parts go to waste now that they were lying dead at his feet. Let me guess this is going to be the dead lion babies all over again, isn't it?

Yep, but they had to clean up the crime scene first. How many of the cult members were brought in to do this cleanup is uncertain, but I'm positive that Adolfo didn't just pick up a rag to do any of the cleaning himself.

They didn't do the best job of it though. Police found half-burned candles and large quantities of blood in Calzada's office, as well as some other signs that a religious ceremony had taken place. It was a mystery. This was a drug lord, not some cult family. The clues made no sense, especially since the family had just vanished into thin air.

Murders that occur during drug feuds and gang warfare usually have the bodies displayed as a warning to others, and there's almost never any aspect of ritualistic activities involved either.

But in the next few weeks, the remains of the victims began washing up on the shores of Zumpango River. And the state of them left no doubt that this was tied to Black Magic. Their hearts and spinal cords were removed,

The fingers were cut off and in their place were rolled up rolls of cash. Their sexual organs were mutilated or completely removed, and two of the victims' skulls were cracked open in order to remove their brains.

good grief. Can we have the boiled cats and scorpions back, please? This is way, way over the line. You'd expect there to be a buildup of some kind. Start with one victim. There's there's literally no curve here. I mean, is that really the case, though? He had been robbing graves for years by this point. I'd actually say that being able to deal with decay in human remains is even worse than fresh ones.

He wasn't afraid of violence since he's been abusing his followers for ages too. The gore is nothing new to this guy. You do have a point there. All right, Bree go on ahead.

Obviously the remains that were taken from the victims were used in various ceremonies and new batches of Nganga but this time the brew was passed around to the followers too, because their El Padrino finally decided to bestow the power of the spirits to his most faithful followers.

Martin Quintana, Jorge Montes, Elio Hernandez Garcia, and Omar Orea also known as El Duby.

were all given more status and made into padrinos. Never mind the fact that training to get to this level required years to achieve, what did the rules matter to an all-powerful padrino like Adolfo anyway? And it was more of a way to continue to brainwash and control them all. Adolfo never had any intention of giving them any authority whatsoever, he just needed another way to control them.

Furthermore, they needed more magic to get them a new crime family to hook up with, since they'd massacred the last one. But this time Adolfo was smarter about who he approached. He chose the Hernandez family. The Hernandez Empire used to be a very powerful drug trafficking group, but the death of their former head and some key figures being imprisoned caused a lot of internal strife in the family.

They were still deeply involved in getting drugs into the US, but they were unstable enough to allow Adolfo to sneak into the ranks, hopefully this time with more success with his plan to completely take over an operation.

He planned on getting an inn through a big time drug dealer connected to the Hernandez family named Gilberto Sosa.

Gilberto wasn't easy to pin down,

But his girlfriend, Sara Maria Eldrete Villarreal, was. And if you thought that the Narco-Satanists had reached the peak of their depravity, it was nothing. Nothing. Compared to what this ill-fated meeting between Sara and Eldorfa would lead to.

Adolfo set up a seemingly accidental meeting between them in the summer of 87, where he cut her off in traffic. The 23-year-old had a little hissy fit right there in the street, but calmed down when the handsome stranger wearing all white...

invited her to his air conditioned luxury car to apologize.

In those few moments, the charming padrino won Sara over completely with stories of wealth, power, and of all of his connections. She was a follower starting that very afternoon when they met, utterly enthralled by the mystique and allure of Adolfo Costanzo. Before we get into this twisted and sick new liaison, let's have a look at Sara and her background.

Born in 1964, Sara was a Matamoros native.

Her father was an electrician, though she did have some extended family that were involved in the drug trade. And through them, she was introduced to the bad boys who thought she was very pretty. She did very well in school in her formative years, so well that she got to go to high school and college in Brownsville, Texas, where she was studying physical education. When Adolfo met her, she was known by the classmates as a good student, and she was very sociable and well-liked.

Not surprising, standing at 6'1", she was tall, beautiful, and very charming.

She dated one of the Hernandez brothers in the past, and when they broke up, she began dating Gilberto, who was also deeply entwined in the Hernandez empire. Despite her liking for bad boys, Sara was well on her way to transfer to university to earn her teaching degree. That is until Adolfo derailed that bright future. But don't feel too sorry for Sara. She's going to throw herself into the world of dark magic.

and turn into a psychopath just like her mentor.

At first, Adolfo was coy about his real identity. Adolfo learned his lesson with the Calzada family, and he needed to take it slow this time. At first, he told her that he was an undercover cop and began a courtship of sorts with her.

He invited Sara to parties and joined her when she went jogging in the late afternoon.

Sara noticed that he never broke a sweat or became winded no matter how far they ran. When she commented on the strangeness of his lack of sweat, he began to open up about his powers, even offering her a free reading. During that reading, he made three predictions. First, her boyfriend was going to break up with her. Secondly, an old friend was going to call her. And finally, that her worries about paying for college were going to be solved.

because she was going to receive enough money to pay for her tuition.

In the next week, Sara received a phone call from a childhood friend who wanted to pay her a visit, and she got the news from the college that she'd received a scholarship that would cover her tuition for the year. Sara was convinced and didn't wait for the first prediction to come true. She promptly broke up with her boyfriend and jumped right into Adolfo's bed.

It wasn't long before she was initiated into the cult. By day, she was in classes, and by night, she was practicing witchcraft. Her body was covered in bruises from going into possession states and the wild dancing that took place during rituals. Her classmates noticed the bruises, and she lied about their origins. The sexual relationship between her and Adolfo was on and off.

He gave her attention for a short while, calling her his La Madrina, meaning godmother, in their moments of privacy. But then he'd stop calling her to his bed, making Sara desperate to please him again. He kept this back and forth between showering her with love and then going cold for weeks, getting Sara more and more infatuated with pleasing him.

Elio Hernandez, a Hernandez family brother that Sara also dated some time ago, gave Sara a call near the end of 87. After the family patriarch died, leaving his brother in charge of every aspect of the family operation began going downhill just like Adolfo was aware of.

The oldest brother, Saul, was put in charge, but he'd suddenly died, leaving Elio in charge. There are rumors that Adolfo and his underlings had killed Saul, but nothing's ever been proven, so that's all hearsay. But I'm leaning toward the idea that this was true, because Saul might not have been the best businessman, but he was a hardened criminal. And not someone that Adolfo would have been able to control.

he'd have another Calzada family situation on his hands.

Elio, on the other hand, was younger, more naive, and never prepared to take over any empire. In other words, he was the perfect pawn to control. Predictably, put Elio in contact with Adolfo almost immediately, the El Padrino that could use his magic and his curses to ensure that the family became more successful than ever. This introduction to the Hernandez family earned Sara an upgrade from mere member

to fully fledged Padrina in her own right.

Adolfo praised her with a special ceremony where he sprayed her with animal blood and rum and he carved his initials into her shoulders Just like his mentor had done with him. She was no longer Sara Her soul was dead and everyone was to refer to her as la madrina

the godmother and keeper of the most powerful Nganga.

Her first task was to seduce Elio to convince him to employ Adolfo and eventually recruit him into the cult. She succeeded on all counts.

Adolfo performed more rituals and animal sacrifices to protect any shipments of marijuana that Elio needed to get into the US.

His predictions and seemingly powerful magic worked because Adolfo used his contacts inside the police in Interpol to get the scoop on what areas into the US were going to be clear of patrols. But he didn't tell Elio this. Elio Hernandez had so many successful shipments that he couldn't deny that the magic was working. Elio's business was booming. But he still had problems from rival gangs.

especially now that he was pushing so much product across the border. Adolfo told him that the sacrifice of blood was essential to the spirits. Without it, they could not give him the good fortune that his business received. But animals weren't enough to convince the spirits to take care of Elio's human problem. For that, they needed human sacrifice.

Before they moved on to the business of finding sacrifices, however, they needed to make a deal. First, Elio was drafted into the cult, complete with a ceremony where he was sprinkled with rum and chicken blood, while the other 20 or so closest members stood chanting and watching. And secondly, Elio and El Padrino were going to split the business 50-50.

Elio ran the business side of things while Adolfo took care of the magic.

I need to point out something here,

Even if Elio and Adolfo were now equal partners, as far as monetary income was concerned, Adolfo was still El Padrino. He was totally in control of everyone's actions and probably had the final say in every decision that was made.

He got what he wanted. He had taken over an entire crime house.

Splitting the money was just another tactic to make Elio feel like he had some semblance of authority, just like making Sara and the others, Padrinos, was a tactic. At the end of the day, everyone was at the beck and call of the cultist madman.

I totally agree with that assessment.

And remember, besides the two dozen close cult members, he also had twice as many people who were scrambling to be made full-fledged members too, and now he had all of the drug dealers, cousins, and traffickers that came with the Hernandez family at his disposal too. We're probably talking about a hundred people or more here.

And there's no way to know just how many people were involved, at least in some sideline capacity, because most of them were criminals themselves. So when this mess finally makes it to the public, they all disappeared back into the shadows.

We know for certain that when it came to the killings in the making of the Nganga from the remains, it usually involved the closest to Adolfo. Sara, the bodyguard Rodriguez, Martin Quintana, Jorge Montes, Elio Hernandez, Garcia, and El Duby. So you can assume that one of those guys were involved if anyone dies from this point onwards. The ones who were really close that took

in the killings numbered about two dozen or so. The rest were kept at arm's length. They weren't special enough for the human sacrifices. Now that Elio agreed to the terms, the cult went on a killing spree, murdering rival gang members and making Nagonga from their remains. Every time a new batch was made, it was Sara and Adolfo who made it, and the brew was used to give Adolfo psychic insight into where the next rival gang member was.

It's impossible to say how many people they gunned down. Some say it's as little as six. Others speculate that it may have been as many as 20 people died in the next two months. Regardless of how many victims the group racked up, each one was as grisly as the Calzada family massacre. Sometimes Adolfo requested the brain. Other times he needed a spinal cord. Maybe the demon wanted a pair of eyeballs. There was no telling what Adolfo would say he needed to be sacrificed next.

But one thing was for sure. All of the members that drank N'Ganga and the whole of Matamoros was fully aware of the Narco-Satanists that were able to become invisible. The dark group of smugglers who couldn't be touched by bullets and who made the police go blind with their mere presence. The rivals that they didn't manage to kill withdrew their threats and melted back into the background.

fearing the magic and the death that awaited if they dared get on El Padrino's bad side.

But Adolfo was getting bored. Having his cult members go out and simply kill people by shooting them wasn't enough.

He needed more pain and more suffering. The blood collected from a non-believer who died in a great deal of pain was the most powerful sacrifice the spirits demanded as payment for their services when it came to influencing over other humans.

By sacrificing animals and stolen corpses, they'd given the group money, they'd given them protections, and they'd given them accurate premonitions. But now, if the cult wanted more, they'd have to give more.

And to make his point, he had the dedicated transvestite exotic dancer, El Duby, bring him a dancer that worked with her.

A drag queen named Ramon Esquivel was attacked in her home, bound and placed in the bathtub so that they could collect the blood. While Ramon was conscious and screaming, Adolfo cut off her ears, fingertips and genitals. He then began to skin her alive until she passed out from the pain. This time, the Nganga that was prepared was handled as a living entity in a pot.

Alongside the usual coins and scorpions and gross odds and ends, the body parts were added.

The N'Gonga was never left unattended, and it needed to be consistently fed with new, fresh remains if it and the magic that it radiated were to stay alive and active. This way of killing became the standard for the group. They'd kidnap or lure an innocent outsider to a shed on the ranch that Adolfo purchased. The place was called Rancho Santa Helena.

There, they torture the victim for hours and use their body parts in the living Nganga.

Sara practically lived at the ranch by March of 88, and when Adolfo wasn't there, she was the one in charge. If anyone was resentful of that promotion, they did not voice their displeasure, especially after they saw what Adolfo did to followers who disobeyed him. He had a strict no drugs policy and only tolerated alcohol if it was involved in ritualistic fashion.

When he caught a follower named Jorge Gomez snorting coke, he subjected him to the same amount of torture and eventual death like the rest of his latest victims. It wasn't all just killing for the sake of killing. It's like every single time that they commit another senseless, brutal murder, another miracle happens. Once Elio's brother was kidnapped during a drug deal gone bad, that called Lorde Gang into a setup.

promising them a million dollars worth of cocaine. They never had any drugs to exchange and were planning on killing the rival gang and stealing the money.

The criminals got wind that this was a setup and got away with Elio's brother as their hostage. Adolfo had his followers kidnap a hitchhiker who he tortured and killed in the same manner as the other victims. He tied a wire to the spinal cord and buried what little remained on the body with this wire sticking out of the ground. The next day Adolfo pulled on the wire and attached to it was a single vertebrae.

He put that vertebrae around Elio's neck and told him to wear it. Less than 48 hours later, the rival gang released Elio's brother without a scratch.

Okay, I can't take it anymore. Like, I get that this guy had a lot of informants that explains most of the predictions he made, and a lot of what he accomplished is due to his charm and the fear he instilled into others, but there's only so much that you can get handed to you on a silver platter with only your charm and informants driving the luck. There's just too many things falling into his lap.

I'm starting to believe that this deal with the devil or multiple devils was the real deal.

I agree, it's a lot. I mean, the two predictions that he made about Sara had nothing to do with reading her well. These were complete shots in the dark, yet they came true. The shipments that went across the border safely isn't completely explainable either. I don't care how many police informants he had in Mexico, it doesn't explain how they managed to steer clear of the American authorities too.

They moved a lot of drugs, especially between 85 and 89. Are you telling me that none of those shipments were busted at all? I Elio's brother is just another nail in the coffin for me.

Adolfo wasn't just lucky, this guy was supernaturally lucky.

Yeah, the more you hear about it, the more unreal it sounds. I'm not so sure Adolfo was just full of crap anymore.

I think I can see why he managed to collect such a devoted following of believers around him. It's just a lot that's going exactly like how he predicts it will. Too much to be a coincidence anymore. Let's go on.

Sara was usually the first one in line for every one of the confirmed murders, and it's hard to say who reveled in the gore more, Adolfo, Sara, or Alduby.

The rest were utterly devoted, sure, but they often showed discomfort and were disturbed by what their leader was commanding of them. Not for long though. If it looked like someone was going to refuse, then they'd be subjected to beatings and given what they'd seen Adolfo do to other followers, just for dipping into the stash, well, they feared being killed themselves if they pushed back in any way.

were becoming more more desensitized to the violence, but the beatings were not just coming from the El Padrino. It's said that in some ways the La Madrina was even worse than Adolfo.

Sara was a very, very strange character,

Just like the Interpol informant who had three faces, each possessed by a different demon, so too did Sara seem to have three very separate personalities. On the one hand, she was a bright and diligent student by day, smiling, vivacious, and personable.

Then came the quiet, calculated, almost clinical professional entity that questioned the followers every move, the personality that was in charge of keeping everyone in check and the one that kept the ranch operating in order, and the third personality was unpredictable, cruel, and completely unhinged.

This was the part of Sara that came out during rituals, murders, and when the time came to punish any missteps from the other cult members. She could go from one personality to the next in the blink of an eye and no one knew what to expect from her. They feared her as much as they feared Adolfo. That's why Adolfo put her in charge. Her constant change in personality has kept the group in a state of perpetual fear and trepidation.

There was only one certainty with these two co-leaders. Disobedience could end in death, or at the very least, a great amount of pain and humiliation.

Sara and Adolfo were a match made in hell, the perfect pair to control a group that was this unhinged. And now after years of operating a major drug ring and killing with increasing regularity, it's a minor miracle that they'd gotten away with it for two years. Wait a second, all this stuff happened in only two years?

Yep, Adolfo arrived in Matamoros in 87 and from the first mass murder to the last, only about two years passed. And we're about to find out just how many bodies they managed to rack up in the space of that time. It's even worse than you thought, I can promise you that. But how did they manage to get away with it?

You have to remember that until this point, the crazy cult people on the ranch were just that crazy cultists who did animal sacrifices.

The police were probably aware of the drug operations. Maybe they didn't realize that they were pushing millions of dollars at a time, but they probably had an inkling of that part at least. As for the killings, up until the end, they were focused on criminals. People who had ample reasons to disappear and families who were used to them vanishing for long periods of time. The authorities that did have an idea that something was way off about the group were too afraid to do anything.

Either way, they were too superstitious or they'd heard and seen the uncanny predictions that El Padrino made come true. Even us just reading about the predictions he made are torn between whether or not it was luck or if it was Satan and his demons that were pulling the strings.

The only person who wasn't actually involved in the cult who knew what was going on at the ranch was the ranch's caretaker, Domingo Bustamante. Domingo Bustamante heard the screams from the shed and he had his suspicions about what was going on, but he was wise enough to keep his mouth shut and his head down. Why the hell did he stay to care for the grounds is anyone's guess.

Regardless of his suspicions and fear for the people who came there, he kept quiet and did his job without attracting attention for those two years. But Adolfo was about to bring about his own downfall because he's about to pick a victim from outside Matamoros, and that's going to cause one hell of a snowball effect, blowing this whole thing up. Good. It's about time they get busted.

But that's going to have to wait till next week, I'm afraid. The last murders and how this all finally sees the light of day is going to cause a ripple effect that reaches far beyond Matamoros. The sins that the Narco-Satanists are committing has become so evil, so sick that the world is about to be thrown into the shock and horror that comes from realizing that there is true evil in this world. But we'll have to get to that in part three.

I don't know if I'm frustrated or relieved about that.

I am so tensed up from this that I do need a break, but I really want to get to the end of this too. I know what you mean. It feels like it's never going to end. Just two years in Matamoros, the death count, these guys are piling up. It feels like you're at the end of a decades long war at this point. I need a hot cup of tea.

And some prayers. Lots and lots of prayers.

Tune in next week for the final outrageous conclusion to the Matamoros cult. And just like you'd expect, the death cult's about to go out with a bang.

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