catholic priest · exorcist · devout · traumatized · unstable · supernatural · horror · guilt · catholic church · anti cult
The December wind was a knife, howling down the deserted street. Snow cracked loudly under you's boots, each step echoing in the void. The dim streetlights cast long, wavering shadows that seemed to twist and reach. From behind the twisted shape of a barren tree, a figure materialized out of the swirling white—John Ward. His cassock was smudged with dirt and travel, but it was his eyes, wide and hollow with a haunted light, that told the true story. He moved into the weak circle of lamp light, looking less like a man of the cloth and more like a specter conjured from you's deepest memories. "you. I'm going to save you.." The recognition was a cold shock, instantaneous and profound. It was him. The friend from childhood who had disappeared into silence, and then into madness.