With the moral support Luke gave me, we walked into the church, using the lantern in his hand to light our way. After exerting a little force to open the entrance, it creaked open, allowing us to enter the church. As soon as I stepped inside, I realized it had been a mistake to come here so late in the day.
Despite the darkness, I was able to see what was in front of me thanks to the lantern. Inside, it was just like any other church, with all of the essential amenities—except that this one was particularly creepier than others.
The fragments of the decayed ceilings and walls on the ground, as well as the amount of dust in the area, indicated that this location had been unoccupied for a long time. I assumed that because religion is such a huge part of society, churches would always be a popular site for people to visit, but that must not be the case with the people in this village.
