My Last Forgiving Sin

3. Miserable, Incomprehensible, and red

Gee would blow out the many candles that lit up the jet black church. As the room went dark, and was a shell of what is was, only a couple of seconds ago, a ghostly feeling would occur. Gee would pick up his bible and cross and carry them into the breakroom where the others were. "What's with the silence?" Mikey, Gee's brother, would ask. "Usually you are all about plans of what we can do after work and stuff." Gee would stay fixated on his bible, barely paying any attention. "Something doesn't feel right. Somethings off, weird out there." Frank would raise an eyebrow, akin to Mikey. "What'd you mean?" Frank twiddled his thumbs. Gee would look up, and have concern etched on his face. "Well, it just kinda feels.. Weird. Ghostly." Frank would chuckle a bit. He didn't exactly believe in Ghosts or any other apparition like beings. "Gee, Gee, Gee.. I beg you, to stop the bottles of wine at night. You get all weird when you're hungover, and stuff." Gee would sigh, "I'm serious. Guys, you gotta believe me!" Frank leant back and crossed his arms, a smug smile pulling the corners of his mouth. "Prove it then."

As Gee entered the nave with Frank, everything would be back to normal again. Albeit there was still an odd presence , but, other than that, it was fine. "See, ya' big bozo. Nothin' here." Gee scowled which was followed on with a scoff. "I'm being serious, Frankie." Frank would pat his shoulder and walk off. That was before he would be pushed over by something. "Very funny Gee." Gee would scoff, crossing his arms over his chest. "Think I'm strong enough to push you?" Frank would go to charge at Gee, until the candles suddenly lit up again. "Hey, Frankie.. That wasn't just me, right?" Frank looked up at Gee as he gulped. "No, it wasn't me too.. Candles, right?" Inside of the breakroom, Mikey and Ray would be joking about, before all of the lights went out. "The fu-ck..?" Mikey said, rearranging his glasses. "Mikey, no-one has access to the electricity box other than us and the higher ups.." Stepping outside the room, Frank put his fists up. "Frankie, they're the others." Gee would mutter.  Mikey would smile, "Lights are out. Which one of you did it?" They'd all look at each-other, the eerie and ghostly presence eating away at them. 

Scraping back his greasy, jet black hair, Gee would reluctantly step into the nave. He'd open his bible and start reading. Frank walked inside, and sat next to him. "It's not anything satanic, Gee. Maybe lay off the detective novels for a bit." Gee lifted his head up, scowling at Frank. "I don't know what this is but I'm getting rid of it." Frank chuckled at Gee with a soft smile on his face. "Gee, it's probably just some teenage kid with no life whatsoever." Grabbing a flashlight from his pocket, "Even worse. Alright, so, if you hear anything, either run or.. Run, basically." Just as Gee said that, the soft bangs of someone's footsteps would be heard outside of the nave. "Hello?" Frank exclaimed. The figure would get closer and closer, slowly pushing the door open. "Sir, prayer service is over." Gee would say, a sense of fear in his voice. The figure would breathe, heavily and slowly. "Gee, he has a knife! A knife!" The figure walked inside, and stood still. It would charge at Gee, with Frank jumping in front of him and his hand taking the blow. He had a large slice going across his hand, clenching his fist slowly. Both Gee and Frank would run into the breakroom and pant shakily. "I'm in pain, Gee." Gee looked over to him, still hyperventilating, "What pain? emotional or physical? Oh, gosh, that's a lot of blood." Gee ripped Frank from the ground, walking him to the sink. "Ow!" Frank winced at the cold water piercing his relentless wound. Gee put a paper towel on Frank's hand. "Aww, look at the two lovebirds." Mikey would mock, Ray laughing softly at it. "Please, Mikey, I have taste." Gee would say, feigning an offended face. "You'd be lucky to get me." Frank said. "Whatever helps you sleep at night."