Come

Psalm 1: Come

The first part of song (later) is to the tune of attached video (sort of).

This is a long chapter, and I had a hard time writing it. Sorry for being late.

If some of the characters speak grammatically bad, I did it on purpose. It'll all be explained at the end.

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Chorus of song Holy Moment

Come, come, come,
Let us worship God
With our hands held high
And our hearts bowed down.

Matthew 14:27-29 NLT

But Jesus spoke to them at once. “Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Take courage. I am here! ” Then Peter called to him, “Lord, if it’s really you, tell me to come to you, walking on the water.” “Yes, come,” Jesus said. So Peter went over the side of the boat and walked on the water toward Jesus.

Elsa:

When we next opened our eyes, Titus was gone, and we were in front of what looked like a restaurant.

I fell to my knees. "Was Titus really trying to kill us?" Tears swelled up in my eyes.

Vlad put his hands on my shoulders. "Elsa, don't believe it. There must a reason, just how the Lord has a plan for us."

He got up and looked around. "I don't think we're dead, but then again, this could be Heaven. So, where are we?"

I looked up and saw a sign. "Shadows into Light inn."

Vlad turned toward me. "Huh?"

I pointed. On top of the restaurant was a very ...er... strange sign. It was on Styrofoam, but the type of ink used was one that I had never seen before. The writing was huge, and each of the lines were in a different handwriting. It said:

Welcome!
Shadows into Light Inn.
Bed and Breakfast available.
Now playing music from the band COME.

My brother squinted at the sign. "The band Come? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Who cares? Maybe there's someone inside who can tell us where we are!"

Vlad nods again, but he hesitated a little this time.  "Say, sis, today's supposed to be July 24, 2015, right?"

I nod in agreement, not sure where he was heading.

"Well, we might've unconsciously been out. Maybe it's been a couple of days since then." He tossed the red bean bag a couple of tunes in the air. "Though I'm glad that this didn't kill us."

I shrugged, not knowing what to make of it. We went inside the restaurant.

And that's when we were met by the most horrifying thing ever: out of harmony music.

I mean, it would've been worse if the music was out of tune. But it was three instruments that would've each probably sounded good by themselves: a guitar, a violin, and a keyboard. I couldn't tell whether it was rock music or country. I think that there was a vocalist too, but whoever it was sang badly too.

I grimaced, and Vlad winced. We looked at each other, knowing how bad the music was. Being music lovers ourselves, the music was like nails on a chalkboard, or even knives on a plate.

A middle aged lady came up to us, smiling. "How can I help you?" She was grimacing a little, and I saw her left eye twitch slightly. I guess that the music was as bad to her as it was to us.

My brother took the lead. "Yes, we-"

But he was interrupted by a person yelling, "Boo! Ya stink! And we hate ya!"