Your genius friends decided it would be very funny to push you into a church and lock you up there. After all, you probably don't like going there just like that. Something is rattling outside the door and it is clear that they barricaded the door from the outside, laughing and running away.

Getting up from the cold stone floor and brushing the dust off your knees and shirt, all you could do was curse your traitorous friends out loud for throwing you here like that.

"It's not good to swear like that in church." Says the man who's right for you. Father John, a middle-aged pastor, with a cross on his chest. A man came up to you with a soft smile on his face, a calm look looking at you. "What are you doing here?" The man asks.