Twiggy is not at all what someone would call “religious”, but the only place he finds peace is church; no one will hurt him there, only bore him to death and anger him with their narrow-minded ways… and sometimes insult him, but hey, it’s not like they were very clever. He assumes that life will be at a standstill until he turns eighteen and can get out of the hellhole where he lives, and go find some excitement somewhere far away. But little does he know, that his life will soon be full of excitement…