Abode

Silence. Only the whisper of the wind and the creaking of nearby huts. You stand before a gloomy building. You descend into the basement. Inside is semi-darkness, the smell of damp and an elusive chill. A voice. Deep and powerful. It calls you, promises salvation. You sit on a creaky bench, immersing yourself in words full of passion and pain. Your head drops, your eyes roll back. Your body shakes in convulsions. In the semi-darkness, you see a pale face, distorted by terror. You are not alone. Hysteria, screams, and flight are all around you. Everyone runs away, but you are spellbound. The voice is getting closer, louder. "We are the chosen ones. We are the saviors. And you..." You close your eyes, frantically looking for a way out. But the room is empty again. You are alone and nailed to the cross. You know, they will return. And you can't escape anymore.