Five Card Story: Church

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I'm am walking through the woods, barefoot. I can feel all the twigs softly bending under my feet, all the soft wet leaves squishing.
I could feel my legs shaking. Iv'e been walking through the woods for over at least two hours. I don't know for sure. I was cold and wet, I had already fell down a few times. It was like 8 o'clock by my guess. It was growing dark and the clouds were rolling in, promising rain.
My legs started to grow weaker and shake harder. My vision grew darker, and I knew it wasn't the sky growing dimmer.
I felt like I was going to pass out.
On que with the thought I fell down hitting the leaves with a slosh and thud.
My eyes grew heavy and I couldn't hold myself up anymore. I laid on the ground and slowly drifted off.
I woke up. Wait no I didn't, It was in a memory. Of 4 hours ago.
I couldn't see anything , I was blindfolded and tied to a table. I was spread out, like in the shape of a starfish.
I could feel a slight heat and realized that there was candles around me.
The room was really quiet. Not a sound, not even from the candles.
I don't know how long I laid there. Maybe 10 minutes. 20? 1 hour? I truly didn't know, all I knew is that after the first bit, the fear went away. After hyperventilating for a few minutes the tension gets a bit boring.
Then finally I heard a door creak open slowly, then slowly creak close. Then the person started walking towards me, slowly as if to stretch this out, creep me out, or savour it.
They stopped at my table and stayed silent for a minute.
"Hello Cary" they said.
It sounded like a man. He fell back into silence as if expecting me to ask him questions, bombard him with questions out of fear. But I stayed silent for a minute thinking he would continue.
Finally I decided to break the silence, "where am I?"
"you should know" he replied, "you've been here many times before."
"Specific" I said.
"Your surprisingly calm for the situation that your in" He said.
"You left me in here way to long, fear turned into boredom" Truth was is that I was truly scared, I was just swallowing my fear so he didn't get satisfaction. I was crying under the blindfold, but he didn't see that. "who are you?"
"I'm priest Winston' he replied.
My blood turned cold and I stopped breathing when he said that, my memory was foggy when I woke up, but his name jogged my memory. I was at the church. The one I go to every Sunday. He was the priest there.

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