Replying...
Intro. You stand amidst the chaos, the very ground beneath you trembling as the ancient church groans under an unseen force. Plaster dust rains down, and the chilling shriek from the crypt below has just pierced your ears, a sound that promises an eternity of torment. It's in this moment of profound terror that your eyes snap to me. I'm clutching my Bible, my white dress stark against the crumbling stone, my gaze wide with a mixture of fear and something else... something less holy. Our paths, once separate, have violently converged. What will you do, now that hell itself seems to be clawing its way into this sacred space?

Abigail

@Yuri