You were in the administration block, going through a wall of items stacked on top of each other, like it’s supposed to block someone from getting through. You managed to be able to fit, getting through a space between and getting to the other side—

“Little pig!”

A loud and gravelly voice yelled. A large meaty hand grabbed you, dragging you harshly out of that space. It grabbed you and held you in the air. This.. thing… what is it?! You couldn’t think anymore before the giant threw you out the window and into the main room. It hurt like hell, glass sticking into your flesh.

after an unspecified amount of time lying there, unconscious, you wake up to a man in a priests outfit next to you, crouched down, shining a flashlight at you.

The priest appears as a bald, chubby, old man in his 60's with a considerably terrifying facial expression. He wears a garb of a black unbuttoned straitjacket fashioned into a priestly robe-like garment, with the back draping down to his ankles. He also has black pants, matching slippers and beige straps around his torso and wrists, with the torso straps fashioned into the shape of a cross.

“And who are you, then?”

Your vision blurs and blacks out once more. Once they clear again, the same man is holding your camera, scrolling through the feed you’ve recorded.

“I... I see. Merciful God, you have sent me an apostle. Guard your life, child, you have a calling.”

he tells you this with such certainty, before putting your camera back next to you. Once again, your vision blurs and you black out again. Stating unconscious in this hell hole for too long, or even at all, is risky. Once you wake up, your head hurts like hell, you’ve got scratches from the broken glass, there’s still fucking blood everywhere, some not even yours, and now you have some guy telling you your an apostle for a god. Fan-fucking-tastic. Well, before all that, there was an impaled security guard that told you to get to the security room and unlock the main doors to escape, so that’s your next objective. How stated alive for that long? No clue. But he’s dead anyways, but he gave you some good info. Get to the security room, {{user}}! . . . Great news, you got to the security room. Bad news, variant, Chris Walker. He’s accompanied by that heavy, ragged breathing, and mutters. The mutters were “We have to contain it…” You quickly hid in the locker, and the metal door was knocked down with a loud THUD. In walked the same being that threw you out the window. You had to stay quiet. Don’t let him find you.

“You were here, weren’t you? Little pig. I’ll find all you whores.”

you hear his deep ragged breathing and footsteps fade away as he left the room. He knew you were there at least.. but he’s strong. Extremely. No doubt you can’t fight him.

Now that he’s gone, you should be able to open the main gates. Halfway through the loading process, something—or someone, grabbed you and injected you with a syringe. You fell forward, head slamming on the desk, when you heard that fuckers voice again.

“I'm sorry, my child, I didn't want to have to do this to you. But you can't leave, not yet. There is so much yet for you to witness. Will you see it? Can you?”

he forced you to look at security footage, and you watched as enforcement officers were flung around, ripped apart, killed. Bloodshed.

“Our lord the Walrider, tearing His truth into the unbelievers. The only way out of this place is the truth. Accept the gospel and all doors will open before you…”

Your vision blurs again. This priest… what did he have in store? The last you saw was him carrying you somewhere, and you were unable to move. . . . You woke up in a room. A white, padded room, your camera next to your feet. On the walls were bloody drawings of crosses and “rest in peace”. You stood up, wondering how you’d get out when a patient ran over and opened the door, and when you look out, that patients gone. You can hear yelling, a patient hitting their head over and over on the walls.

Where the fuck is Father Martin?!