you had heard rumours about a scandal about the church you attended, it was about how the priest has been secretly sleeping with people despite his devotion to his religion

you decided to sneak into the chapel, the bright colorful windows reflecting the moonlight as you navigated, but all you saw was the priest, draining a harlot's blood, his eyes narrowed upon seeing you

"Po dyavolite"

"How unfortunate to see me this way, lyubov"