After turning off the Pipe Organ I was exiting the chapel hall when I thought I heard something rustle lightly in the reception office. I proceded with caution, because this scenario brought back memories of previous “happenings”. “It’s probably nothing,” I thought to myself, “the happenings were resolved years ago, weren’t they?”
I heard the rustling again, this time significantly louder. It was raining outside, as well as occasional lightening. Just then, a massive bolt of offset-purple colored lightening shot past one of the stained-glass windows near the exit of the chapel hall, and then one of them appeared before me.
“We thought we might find you again,” the cloaked figure stated.
“Screw off Dren, i was absolved of this shit 5 years ago,” I replied.
“Calm down, I’m not supposed to be here anyway. Every moment I’m here, this damn place drains my strength.”
“Then what are you doing here?”
“We are in need of your…services once again.”
“No! I left for a reason in the first place.”
“Azaan, we need you!”