It was time for Sunder to leave the Church, the Rylon religion. He saw Carl step to the side allowing him to walk out of the place. He had already said his goodbyes to everyone, yet now several thoughts were filling his head.
His legs weren't moving because he was worried; why hadn't anyone returned to the Church after leaving? Why did no one know about the Church's good deeds and what about that old man?
The thing was, that wasn't the worst of what they had found out. Through investigating a little more before leaving the city, there had been a case where someone missing had returned to their family, and the entire family had lost their lives.
'If I leave this place, will I lose my life?' Sunder thought.
"What's wrong," Carl said, placing his hand on Sunder's back. All the times before, the smile on Carl's face and his touch felt warm, yet for the first time it felt cold, very, very cold.