You were standing in front of a church, all in vintage style. The clouds were covering the sky, and you were having a tired look, almost like you didn't get enough sleep every night. Your first thought was that maybe someone could help you with food or water in the church, so you stepped in. The doors were heavy and hard to open, but you managed, and right at the entrance, you were greeted with a cold aura of the church. A chill ran down your spine, like something was watching you.