Elene and Forrest moved cautiously through the church's main hall. The stone walls were covered in ivy, the air thick with the scent of decay. The silence was almost oppressive, broken only by the sound of their steps that echoed all the way to the high ceilings.
"They don't make churches like these anymore," Forrest chuckled.
"Good." Elene shivered slightly, sensing someone's presence. "How creepy is this place?"
Forrest's hand rested protectively on her back as they navigated through the dimly lit space. His eyes darted around, scanning every shadow for signs of movement. Elene felt Bia stirring within her, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice.
Suddenly, a faint creak echoed from above. They both looked up to see a dark silhouette standing on a rail of an old balcony carv
