It was the thing in the corner of your eye. Blink, and it wasn't there. Seemingly gone. The Papal Mainframe was no longer safe, in despair. Madame Kovarian broke away years ago. The renegades had returned.
Returned to end the Church that had exiled them.
I pray again. My knees mixed with the decaying leaves of the forest floor. Fear surged through me like a tidal wave. Faith dripped out of me like blood from a wound.
The hissing is nearer now. I make another mark in the dirt. There were now 17 tallies in the ground in front of me. I can't fight the instinct to flee.
I sprint through the ominous forest. Trees of an unknown origin loom over me, casting sinister shadows from the falling dusk.
The grey-white face of my purser is what stops me. It hisses loudly.
I back pedal, willing to remember only one thought.
"Get away from here."
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Pray To Forget
Misterio / SuspensoThe Silence, a religious order, has gone rampant. Silents, confessional priests, genetically engineered to allow people to confess sins without remembering that they had done so, were being controlled by renegade Chief Priests. They had a hunger for...
