The cold singing of the wind echoed in the old cathedral—comforting the dead. Dust dancing in the moonlight slicing through the stained-glass windows as if everything is just a show for the audience Watching.
Vik stood in the middle of the sanctuary, staring at the dead empty altar with the priest as the centerpiece of it. "You're telling me that this priest here is our one ticket out of this hunt and now he's dead" Jake broke the silence in frustration. Vik didn't answer him, staring at the priest looking back and forth from him and the photo as if he wanted the photo to tell him something.
"Hello?"
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"Vik, would you stop looking at that priest and—"
"Shhh.. quiet" Vik told Jake as he walked up closer to the priest.
"What are you doing now?" Jake said in frustration, frowning his brows at him and rubbing his temple. "This ring" Vik murmured, looking at the ring on the priest's finger. Slowly Vik pulled the ring off "Oh sure rob another dead person" Jake said sarcastically at Vik crossing his arms as he sat down at one row of the pew. "What you got?" Jake asked Vik his voice in complete annoyance.
"Keep your voice down. This place can have ears"
Jake scuff at Vik as replied "its abandoned"
Vik tosses the ring to Jake, in confusion he catched it. "Great a dead priest ring, God won't be happy with us stealing a priest ring" Jake said looking at the ring raising it up to the white shine of the moon light "To each their own" Jake said as he read the engraving words on the ring.
"The hell does that mean?"
"My father."
"Are you telling me that this death hunt is your fathers doing?!" Jake said to him as he tucked the ring in his pocket.
"I don't know," Vik answered as he made his way through the old creeks and rotten floor of the old cathedral as the white shine of the moon followed him.
"I don't know, this, I don't know that" Jake said to him his voice echoing in the old church. "Mr. Vanci, I with all due respect, I don't care if people want you dead or what freak show this is for" Jake said to Vik as he rose up from the pew and walked closer to him, his footsteps stern and loud.
Vik stop his steps and look back to face Jake their faces met, eyes locked in to each "I value my life, I want to live, I want to know if you can end this mess that you brought me in" Jake said in a dominancing tone, his face stern, his look pressing at Vik gaze at him. Fixed with Jake's eyes, Vik rested his hand on Jake's shoulder and with a calm voice "I will" assuring Jake that he will end this hunt.
Vik looks back at the priest, his death confirmed this hunt is more than just darkness. It was the control of the old and buried past. "What now?" Jake asks Vik, eyes still gazed on him. Vik took off his hand and smirked at Jake "what we can do, Find that damn key".