shalaraven.livejournal.com:rouses self from sleep:
:walks, around, troubled by the fact that the place seems deserted.:
:Notices a messege scrawled on one of the walls in what appears to be blood.:
"This is my body, This is my blood, Happy are they who come to my sabbat. For I am offering you a place at my right hand - flesh, power, dominion..freedom. I am the way. No one shall come through to this, nor shall he know of how to achieve this, except through knowing me. And to know me, is to follow me and my teachings."
:mutters: "evil draws close" "I must find help"
:runs: