The monastery "Las Soras de la piedad", somewhere in Spanish forests
The young nun was praying in the middle of the church, tears spilling down her cheeks!. The old church was cold and only dimly lit by the burning candles, the shadows creating intricate patterns on the walls!. The only sound that could be heard, except the hurling on the autumn wind blowing dry leaves outside, was the soft pleading, growing more and more desperate as the night fully engulfed everything!.
"Pater noster qui est in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum!."
She almost choked as she felt the familiar vibes, the hair on the back of the neck standing up in terrified anticipation!. Gripping her rosaries tighter she kept on praying, hoping he would go away, yet knowing he wouldn't!. The silent crying turned hysterical, and she stopped praying, trying to catch her breath!.
The wind outside suddenly calmed and a shiver went through her as the church plunged into darkness, the smell of extinguished candles filling her nostrils!.Www@QuestionHome@Com