The Holy Grounds (1)

The next day came, and only then did Jake open his eyes. As he fluttered his eyes open, he was shook by the scene that he was looking at. 

There were so many in front of him, putting on their armor. The sunlight from outside was just barely enough to shine through the church windows. 

But it was not enough to light up the church like it was. The most light came from right behind Jake. It was the statue of god that was emulating sunlight itself.

"It is… morning?" Jake muttered. He looked to the top right, and could see on his clock that it was already six in the morning. 

"I dozed off?" Jake was confused. 

And then, the memories of the last night returned. The sword that was stronger than before, and the sudden sleep spell. Someone forced him to sleep. 

But Jake had to admit, it was refreshing now. The few hours of sleep that he got gave him enough energy to be jumping around for the next few hours non stop.