It was a stormy night. Pastor Craig was currently writing his diary of the day in his office. He stared blankly for a moment and shook his head and looked at the clock.

"12:10 AM. Goddamn it. I've been writing for a while now, hm? Guess I'm the beauty daydreamer." He sarcastically says.

As he continues to write on his diary, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?!" Craig called out, in a calm, but irritated voice.