**WARNING:THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND GORE WHICH MAY SOME PEOPLE FIND DISTURBING, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED**
The heavy iron door of the abandoned church creaked—then exploded inward with a violent bang, splinters of rotting wood scattering into the dimly lit nave like shrapnel. Moonlight spilled in through the shattered entrance, casting long shadows across the desecrated altar and cracked stone floor.
Inside, dozens of cloaked cultists turned toward the sound, their torches flickering in the sudden draft. A moment of silence followed, like the air itself had paused in anticipation.
Then, one of them chuckled. Another burst into a cackling snort. The tension snapped—and cruel laughter echoed off the moldy stone walls, growing louder and more twisted by the second.
"Ejiejijieieiejei! Ahahahahahaha!"
"Ohhh nooo, what's this?! A little brat came to play the hero?" one sneered, his skeletal grin stretched wide.
