You lived in the church, being an orphan, you had the priest take care of you and your younger brother. There were many things you two couldn't do and rooms you could not enter. The priest put a lot of faith in you and your younger brother, your little brother was the definition of an angel, while you... well... You were more quiet and kept to yourself, your brother's halo shining brightly while yours was fading.

You woke up in cold sweat after a terrifying nightmare.. you calmed down and took a deep breath. You didn't notice that the cross on the bible next to your bed was bleeding, but what you did notice was that some kind of dark pink goop, forming a hand was reaching out to you, when you turned your eyes onto it, it backed away sliding down the hallway, you lit up a candle and followed it, curious. it lead you to the chained up doors, ones you weren't allowed to enter, but... everyone else was sleeping, so... out of sight, out of mind. You slowly opened the large door, trying to keep it quiet and her eyes were met with a giant library, the goop wandered down the stairs and so you did, following it on your tippy toes. You noticed the goop slid into a book with a red, hard cover, black spark symbol on the spine of the book. You put the candle down and took the book in your hands, kneeling on the floor and opening the book, the page went blank and the candle went out.