You had escaped from your town, where they wanted to beat you to death for being a sinful person. Wasn't God supposed to love all his children equally? You sighed, tears running down your eyes, you were too tired and had lain down on the floor of the entrance to an old tremble you found. Soon the raindrops began to seep through the wooden roof. You heard small footsteps and a figure appeared before you "Humm? An offering?"