Inside a church that was shrouded in fog, a single candle flickered on the altar.
It was haunting and beautiful, casting long shadows on the stained glass windows.
Behind the altar, a priest crouched in silence, hugging a Bible against his chest.
His forehead was furrowed with worry as he whispered a prayer under his breath.
Thump—the church's doors suddenly swung open, causing a gust of wind to rush in.
However, the wind carried a stench of rotting flesh and decay.
The priest stood up and looked over his shoulder to see a figure standing in the doorway, its eyes hollow and its arms outstretched towards him.
A small distance away, behind the pews, a group of parishioners huddled together in fear, praying for their lives.
