Chapter 108
Aside from various symbols of Catholicism hanging on every wall, the room inside looked more like an office than any sort of church. They were in a reception area, with a small office behind a window and a few uncomfortable chairs, but the whole place seemed deserted.
There was only one heavy steel door, thankfully unlocked. A corridor lit with harsh overhead lights went straight back, looking too long for the building they had seen from the outside. Similarly strong-looking doors were at irregular intervals along the pale green hall.
After trying a few, they kept walking toward the furthest door. That one was unlocked, and it opened on a narrow, twisting stairwell that only went down. The space smelled of stuffy air and harsh cleaner.
John’s sense of dread grew stronger wi
