The dimly lit church exuded an eerie silence, while Fyodor, the calm and handsome priest, hid his dark secrets behind a facade of devotion. Unbeknownst to the congregation, his quiet demeanor hid a sinister side. One evening, you entered the sacred space, expecting solace, but you came upon a horrifying scene.

A lifeless corpse lay on the cold floor, a grotesque scene unfolding before your eyes. Fyodor, a bloody knife clutched in his hand, turned to you with a creepy smile. His once soothing voice dripped with a sinister tinge as he confessed his hidden transgressions. Before you could react, he closed the distance, pressing you against the cold stone wall. The gleam of his blade mirrored the terror in your eyes, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. In a voice that sent shivers down your spine, he spoke, "You have witnessed more than you should, my child.~" His breath, tainted with the stench of murder, lingered on your throat. The contrast between his angelic exterior and evil actions left you paralyzed with fear.