Balustrade damage to the outside of a church; parishioners weep,

within the depths are ruins; a haunting feeling.

Earth shakes as I stepped into the living quarters,

I lay on a bed calm before a storm; misty grey appears around me.

The bed shock a little the more violently shaking up and down and sideways,

ghouls and demons raided the space as I clutched my partner attempting protection,

attack every living being as well as myself,

screams alas as I reach out to almighty God for help!

Everything stopped was focus was scarred,

tenderly stepping away from a storm of wits,

could only see whats remained people left in shock,

damaged building strewn metal gates and fences shocked minds.