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     ◆𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐃𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄, 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐇. It was larger than you expected, but it looked like an average church (at least to churches in Pennsylvania/America, where the author is from). White, black roof, and a cross on top. You took note that there was a cemetery out back, though not very large, most likely because this town was so small.  Shifting nervously near the black iron gates, you kicked some of the gravel path underneath you. You sighed and finally started to walk down the path leading to the church. 

     You started to wonder if this is really the best course of action. What will you even say to them? "Oh, yeah! I'm a total stranger who has no memory of how I got here! Now can you hand over some money? I'm a person in need, ya know." Well, you might as well try, right? It's better to be positive situations like these.. even if they are very strange and you're pretty sure never happens to anyone else. 

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     You stood in front of the large wooden door. Should you knock? Do you just walk in? You were not sure. You've rarely ever been to church, maybe a few times in your childhood. Your family was never religious. 

     You raised your fist to kno- SLAM! Before you could even knock, the door whooshed open, effectively hitting you in the head. How embarrassing. While totally embarrassed that you just got smacked with a door, you didn't really focus on that, instead clutching your forehead in pain and letting out a groan. The person who opened the door jolted back with shock, not expecting anyone to be right there. "H-huh?! Oh dear! Are you alright? I'm so, so sorry! Uhm- come with me! I'll- I'll go get you an icepack." They hurried back inside while you slowly followed after them, still holding your head which is now pounding with a sudden headache. The wooden floorboards creaked as you walked. They made a sudden stop, which made you look up. From appearance, you gathered that they were male. He motioned to one of the benches that were sat facing the podium that a priest would stand at. "Here, take a seat. I'll go get you some ice." You nodded and sat down as he rushed out of the room. 

     A few minutes ticked by, and he was still not back. You wondered what was taking him so long. Soon, you heard footsteps and the creak of the floorboards again. You assumed this was the same man from before, finally back with your icepack. "Oh, you must be the person Ambrose hit with the door. I do hope you're doing all right. That door has problems to open, it's so old you have to use quite a lot of strength. I do sincerely apologize on his behalf." You look up, and obviously this is not the person you first met, who's name is apparently Ambrose. "Oh- uh, yeah it's fine. He didn't mean to." He smiled and nodded, making his long white hair fall onto his shoulders. He held out a pale hand, "My name's Silas, I'm the leading priest here at our small church. It's a pleasure to meet you." You shook his hand and introduced yourself, wondering why they need multiple priests for such a small population. "(Y/N), hm? Such a pretty name. You see, I'm quite good with faces, and I don't seem to recognize you. Might I ask, are you not from around here?" You shake your head no, and then open your bag to grab the flyer. You then hand it to him. "I saw this lying on the motel desk I thought you might be able to help me. Er- only if you want to, that is." Though his smile never left his face, he quirked an eyebrow. "Oh? Do tell. I'll try to help you as best I can."

     You tell him everything. From the train, to the lonely passenger on said train, your money- or lack there of, and then finally your amnesia of where you've come from. He frowned, unknowingly to you it was false, and cupped the side of your face, his red eyes looking with pity into yours. "Oh, you poor, poor, soul. I'm so sorry to hear! Lost in the world with no guidance... Don't worry, we here at Sycamore Church will aid you. The lord gives, so we shall as well. Of course, I'd have to get the other two priests so we can all discuss how we can help you. Don't worry, they're all very nice people, they'll be delighted to help you as well." You felt relief rush through your body, "R-Really?! Thank you so much, I appreciate it!" For the first time throughout this whole experience, you genuinely smiled. 

...not knowing at the time that your life would get a whole lot worse because of the men that promised to help you.  

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Hello :)

I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, I'm sorry that is came out very slowly. I do not know when the next chapter will come out, but since I'm writing this on the weekend, hopefully today or tomorrow. 

Have a nice day/night!!