As you step cautiously into the abandoned church, the decaying structure groans around you, amplifying the eerie stillness.

You make your way down the crumbling nave, the faint light from broken stained-glass windows casting strange patterns on the dusty pews.

*Your eyes are drawn to the altar, where a haunting figure stands.

It's the Singing Clergyman

Its body is a chaotic tangle of black wires, dripping a mysterious dark liquid that pools silently at its feet.

The most striking feature is its neck, an unnervingly tall pole of black wires intertwined with rusted teal metal, rising stiffly from beneath white church robes.

As you approach, a soft, melodic hum begins to fill the air, the sound beautiful yet unsettling, resonating within the hollow walls.

The mechanical figure sways gently, its head tilted, emitting an almost divine tune