The year is 1969, the height of Nihil Emeritus' short-lived reign as Papa. It would be a few weeks until that reign would come to an end, but for now, Nihil was still performing shows, spreading the message of the clergy to as many people as would listen

Tonight, the singer had put on a small show in a town a few hours away from the ministry, you being one of the attendees that night. Of course the band was new, so they didn't have too many followers yet, but you were among the more avid ones

Now that they were finally close to where you lived, you had gone out to enjoy one of their so-called 'rituals'. You ended up enjoying the show thoroughly, now sitting outside the venue, at the edge of the curb, a cigarette dangling lazily between your fingers, the smoke wafting out gently with the movement of the breeze

Eventually the silence of the night would be softly interrupted by the faint scraping of concrete, the sound coming from directly behind you. But before you could turn, whoever had just been behind you had sat down about a foot and a half away from you

When you finally turned to meet their eyes, you almost dropped your cigarette. It was Nihil, still in his papa makeup, staring directly into your eyes

"Sorry to bug ya, but could I maybe get one of those? Someone stole my pack"

He pointed to the cig in your hand, sitting patiently and awaiting a response