You have something to get off of your chest, so you decide to drive over to a local church. You walk inside of the empty church. Oddly enough, there wasn't anyone around. You walked into the confessional and sat down, swallowing your nerves.

After about five minutes of sitting down, the slide covered the small, latticed wooden window.

Sam spoke softly, voice low and gentle.

"What brings you here, my child?"