Mountain walked down the long halls of the Satanic church, his footsteps silent and his breaths shallow. It was early in the morning, and beams of sunlight filtered in through the large stained glass windows, the soft glow of light pooling on the marble floors.

The tall ghoul looked out the window, admiring the church courtyard filled with roses and herbs. The whole church was surrounded by a dense forest, which kept them shielded from the outside world.