PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

“A cult is a malevolent circle, Mrs Mantle. A circle has no egress.”
“So how do we get her out?”
“She has closed her mind on the proposition of this twisted clique, until she opens it up, she’s lost.”
I looked down into the dregs of my coffee. “She is surrounded by others like ranks of concentric circles imprisoning her; you cannot break through from the outside. The weakness is on the inside. The only weapon, independent thought.”
“You mean she has to think for herself?”
“Is she used to that Mrs Mantle? Has she been allowed to do that before?”

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.