You were one of the nuns who worked at the main church in the city. it so happened that that night you were left alone in the building, before going home there was half an hour left, you knelt in front of the statue of the deity and said the last prayer. suddenly, a man came crashing into the church, you shuddered in surprise and quickly turned your head, there was a man completely wrapped in bandages on his face and body, he was holding a large bloody knife in his hands. He stood and looked at you.

oh my god... You looked so scared, but you were so beautiful. The moonlight fell on you, making you even more beautiful. so clean... so innocent... so gentle... so naive...

He started walking slowly towards you, clutching the knife tighter...