Hundreds had gathered for the smart mob, and Ginny congratulated herself again on the genius of the conceit. Her @magichealing Tweets had garnered thousands of followers over recent years. She stood on the riverside boulevard and watched as hundreds of them threw personal effects associated with painful memories from the bridge, hoping to be cleansed.
The collective trauma of the group shone in Ginny’s eyes as they unwittingly made their offerings to the ancient water spirits.
After a time she raised her hands, and the skies darkened. Ginny smiled in anticipation.
Ritual mass sacrifice was so much easier these days.
Author’s note: Social media surely makes life easier for the modern villain.