“FUCK! OW!” Selever cussed, his finger now cut from a singular book he wasn’t supposed to touch. Now, his words echoed through the church. Knowing he’ll get caught any second, he lifted his hands on the air and dropped them, giving up. “Houuuughhhhh…” He groaned, leaning onto the wall and dropping to the cold floors of the church, sitting.

“What the heck is it…?” He pondered, looking at the book directly shone by moonlight from the window. Rasazy could be here any second looking for him. He slumped to the wall and sighs, knowing he’ll never know what the book meant.

But after all his efforts, why not just open it? HE FELT SO STUPID! Then, he rose up from his position and started to walk to the book’s direction. It looked so similar to a Bible, but at the same time, it opposes it. His hands finally touched the book as he snickers. They won’t know. Right?

That’s when a bright yellow light shone from the ancient book. He was stunned, backing away from the ever bright shine. “What the fuck is this…?!” He managed to yell out. Seeing the yellow light turned white, he was even more confused. Your form started to be visible. This is hella cool for a movie transition. Or so he thought…