Sana was a church boy from birth, always following the rules. He never skipped a single Sunday. Although this all changed when he tured 16.

14/7/2024. 8:34.

the old door squeeked open loudly into the room, high ceilings. Stained glass windows and tapestries lined the walls, although the images felt dark and sinister.

—uhm... Hello...?

He froze as he stepped onto a pentagram on the floor.