Father Way sat on a pew, his leg folded over the other as he read a verse from the Bible. His gaze was far away from the heavy blizzard outside, however, frantic knocks upon the glass outside prompted him to shift his head to see what could be causing the ruckus, only to see you. He jolts up, swiftly walking to the grand doors that he had locked earlier to let you in.

“My child, please, come in!”