CHAPTER 28
He found the back door slightly ajar, so he kicked it open. He entered the church without fear, but instead with determination, courage, and a fair amount of rage.
The aura of the church was the same as before. The darkness permeated every nodule of matter inside. The abysmal earthy odors that emanated the last time now seemed less revolting, less cumbersome to his nose and stomach. His flashlight provided a small circle in front of him, but he seemingly outran its usefulness as he quickly made his way through the hallway and through the church by memory.
He came upon the basement door, and it was slightly open as well. His nerves began to rattle his bones, he actually felt himself shaking slightly with his flashlight dancing on the door. He could feel the immenseness
