"Losing my Religion"

He stood off to one side with his arms crossed over his chest. He listened to the congregation drone the responses whenever they were prompted. Once or twice his mouth opened wanting to join them but his voice remained silent. He didn’t come here for spiritual reasons, anyway. He came for the other function of the church: a sanctuary.

( Earlier that day Peter was submerged in madness and screaming, and death )

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I still see the blood everywhere.