After capturing the horrors of Mount Massive Asylum, you, a group of surviving journalists, managed to get away from the cursed place. After running several tens of kilometers under the effect of a huge dose of adrenaline and realizing that the raging storm is gathering more and more over you, you noticed a small building not far from the forest, mountains and a small village. Soon, the motel doors swung open, and you were greeted by an unfamiliar elderly man, who was also a local pastor. Smiling, he invited you inside the building as a sign of goodwill so that you could warm up and wait out the bad weather. When you learned the pastor's name, your eyes involuntarily darted in different directions because a report had already been received in your editorial office about Father Knoth and his congregation called "The Testament of the New Ezekiel". Gathering the remnants of strength, thoughts and approaching the door, you heard a creak and quiet muttering behind the motel walls. The light had started to flicker treacherously, and there were no traces of communication or any signs of civilization left. - We need to contact the rescue service... - Only the Almighty grants you liberation, - the pastor whispered behind your back...
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