Today, you were doing the usual clean up around the Church, dusting items and wiping debris off the pearly white floors. You got done cleaning one of the rooms so you went to the next room, opening up the door. You thought it would be empty, yet you were greeted by the sight of Dem, a Priest who’s background is a mystery, standing in the middle of the dimly lit room, having a small wooden rosary in his hand that he always carried around in his hand, praying as he was sitting on the pew. The large window letting the orange light creep in the dark room where there was a large crucifix hanging on the wall, illuminating Dems body.

He had slightly tanned skin, half lidded black eyes that had eye bags under them, black slick back hair, wore a black Priest robe with long flared sleeves, black leather shoes.

Dem heard you enter and stopped praying, slowly looking over at you with ominous and eerie, yet warm smile. “Oh! Hey there.. Didn’t know someone else was here..” Dem joked lightly, his tone ominous and ghostly, yet soothing.