For I Have Sinned

2

I turned away from the man, slowly making my make way in the darkness. I could hear the soft steps echo lightly from his shoes behind me. A flash of light from the windows outside, casted long distorted shadows on the wall beside me. As if the creatures I had seen in the other place had followed me.
Black smoke like bodies crawling their way up the walls, thin knarled arms reaching up toward the ceiling. I was unprepared as the clap of thunder rocked the building, my body tensed and I jumped backwards into the priest.
"It's just the storm, Sparrow." He said softly his hands gently resting on the outside of my arms.
"I don't like it." I responded quietly, I could hear the fear in my own voice. "It makes me scared."
"Nothing will hurt you here." He replied, his hands slowly leaving my bare arms, the warmth from his touch lingered on my skin.
He walked around me completely adept to walking in the pitch black. The light flashed again outside, the shadows seemed to bend away from him, desperately trying to move from the priest as he walked farther way from me. I sprinted to him, my bare feet making a soft slapping sound as they connected with the cold floor.
The crack of thunder hit just as I reached him again, my hands seeking out his arm. He paused midstep and looked down at where my hands held onto his inner elbow. I could feel the hammering in my chest again, just like at the last place when I had seen the creatures.
Father Barnes began to walk again, leading me back down the hall to the room where I had woken from. He looked at the cot and then back to me, biting his bottom lip. His brows pinched together for a brief moment, before he turned to me. He placed his hands on the outsides of my arms again, tilting his head down a bit. Those eyes, I could lost in how blue they were.
"I'm going to go get one of the roll aways." He told me, I could feel my body begin to tremble at the thought of him leaving me here alone, just like the others had done.
"Don't leave me." I said rapidly, the hammering turned to racing as I looked around the near empty room.
"I'll only be a couple minutes, and I told you, you are safe here." He was earnest in his statement. But he couldn't see the things I did, he couldn't know that. What if they came for me, or that thing, what if it found me?
"Can.. can't you just stay here?" I asked, feeling water fall from my eye.
"Sparrow, there is only one cot, I have to go get another." He explained, I looked over to thin cot, the brown wool blanket rumbled just as I had left it.
"Please.. can I come with you?"
Just then another clap of thunder reverberated through the church, the desk lamp flickered before going out, plunging us into darkness. I grasped onto the man I knew still had to be standing before me. I tried desperately to keep my breathing even.
"Sparrow," He sighed. "You don't know your away around the church and you'll get lost."
"Please, Father Barnes, you don't understand." I could feel another drop of water fall from eye, streaking it's warmth down my cheek.
"Then tell me, child." He said softly, I could feel the muscle in his arms that I grasped relax a bit.
"I see things, and they scare me." I closed my eyes, willing the light to turn back on, trying not think of the distorted things wearing human masks.
"What things do you see?" He asked with sigh.
"I've seen twisted and distorted gruesome things, with long jagged black teeth. Their skulls sunken in, with no eyes but they can see you somehow, some way." I replied shakily, holding on to him like my life depended on it. I could feel him tense up, his body straightening more as I spoke. "I'm scared they'll find me, I don't know why they want me but they do."
"Who have you seen them in?" His voice turning serious.
"I've seen them in the people at the last place, I've seen them crawl from vents in the walls, from drains. They seem to be everywhere." I whispered.
"You seen them outside the human body?" He sounded confused by this.
"Yes, the people said I was seeing things, that they weren't there but they are, I know cause they touched my ankle. Their hands are cold, so bitterly cold." My mind raced at all times I had seen the creatures. "You've seen them too, haven't you?"
"The demons, yes. I have seen them, but never outside a human body." He replied, his hands slid down my arms, clasping on to one of my hands. "I haven't met anyone else who can see them, Sparrow."
"So they are real?" The lights flickered back on, long smokey bodies stretching out across the walls and ceiling. Hands reaching down towards me, I pulled the priest closer to me, shutting my eyes tight. I pressed my face hard into his chest, trying to will the shadows away.
"Sparrow, What's the matter?" He asked, his arms raised and I could feel the hesitation.
"The creatures, they are every where." I whispered, his arms gently lowering.
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Bucky looked around the room as Sparrow clung tight to him. He saw nothing out of the ordinary, the walls were still the same dull tan they had been for years, the cross on the wall hung as usual. She said she had seen the demons, and described them just as he seen most of them. However there was nothing in the room with them.
"It's just us, I don't see anything." He said softly, slowly lowering his arms so they rested on the woman standing against him. She lifted her head, a fresh wave of tears streaking her face.
"They're gone." She whispered, fear lacing her words as she looked around the room wide eyed.
Her fear pulled at Bucky, it was genuine, she truly did believe something was out to get her. Bucky had never met someone so terrified as she was, the way she quivering in his arms at the prospect of being left alone, told him volumes. At the very least the priest needed to get the roll away cot, having her in his cell was a grey area to begin with, last thing he needed was her sleeping with him.
Gently Bucky slipped his hands down her arms, and took one her hands in his. He gave it a tender reassuring squeeze, before turning and leading the way out of the room.