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Sitting in the church of HIM, staring into nothing. It was rare to be the only one in the church. Usually someone was always watching.

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Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM. Praise HIM.

Occasionally the reflection ripples. It is the only thing he can see here. The reflection is solid gold, and it's tormenting grin whispers horrors at him in his voice.

Everything is so... Cold.

He feels himself slipping away. Forgetting who he is.

Who...?

I don't even know where I am. It's cold. But HIM speaks to me. He tells me to follow.

I don't know if I want to leave.

I think I might be able too.

I'll try...I think...but won't, HE miss me? HE wants me.

It's like an endless ocean.

Got a weird feeling someone os really unhappy with him.

Uh.