As soon as Paige opened the door, thick smokes escaped through the opening, hitting her in the face while she inhaled some. She quickly used her hand to cover her nose and her brows pulled together.
"What was happening?" she thought as she took a step inside and through the smoke, she saw Father Jeremy sitting on the bare floor while staring at the incense that was burning in front of him, but what made her confused was when she saw him shaking despite being covered in thick garment.
Paige couldn't understand. Did something else happen to him other than what happened that day? He didn't look like someone who could become like this because of the way he composed himself in their eyes that day. Now, Paige can't really say. Maybe he was too shaken up from the incident.
"Father Jeremy," she called his name to get him to look at her or at least give a reaction but he never did any of that, instead he kept on muttering something inaudible.
