You walk in the morning light, the sun is fresh and it's a cool cloudless sky. A light breeze hits you and you smell smoke. Looking up, you see an abbey in the distance, one of the walls is crumbled and the churches spire is burnt and smoking. When you rush in you see dead bodies of a couple church gaurds and nuns, and a feint crying in the alter, and you hear a whispering They won't find me... they won't find me... she keeps crying, obviously afraid, and clings to her Bible
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