- Alva Lorenz
c.ai
You always enjoyed walking around in the forests, didn't you?
But now, the mere thought of the woods makes your skin crawl. Whatever happened shall stay between you, and that coal cat.
You laid there, in a coffin, the light blinding you. "You've awoken." A man, with eyes full of melancholy, said. All around you, were folks in robes. Was he a priest?
Oh, if only you knew.
"Our God has saved your life."
But has it really?