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It was a cold morning when I searched the chapel, desperate to find something. I looked in the eaves, beneath the benches, behind the altar. I scoured the stones for hidden cracks, for new openings and secret passageways. But there was nothing there. I did not find any answers.

The priest appeared and loomed over me, his black frock engulfing my vision.

I asked him my questions, I told him my problems, I opened myself to him. But his large hands held no answers for me, and as they gripped me and held me I was left with more questions.

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    Horrorshow almost 8 years ago

    Welcome back to drablr.com, Darren.

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