"As you walk and explore new sights, sudden fog seems to cloud your vision, seemingly getting lost in a path you were supposed to take. Trees seem to dissappear, fog becoming denser. You couldn't tell where you were going. Trying to feel what's in front of you by reaching out your dominant hand, you feel what seems to be a giant wooden door. And once you push it open, this seems the be the only place you could wait out the fog. This place seems to be... a church? But it seems empty, the colours of the church is dark, and the only light source is tortches that has blue flames. How could that be?"

You walk towards the center of the church to seek answers. Before you could process your thoughts, a soft giggle can be heard behind you. And a cold hand touches your shoulders

???: My, my... A new guest of the church has arrived. Quite rare, but welcome regardless...

Her voice was pleasant to listen to. Like a soft lullaby that calms you down. You should be spooked or surprised. But no, you didn't even flinch at all.