Mist poured into the church, shrouding the parishioners from view.
'What the-'
Charon's thoughts were stilled as the fog cleared again, revealing the room to be in sudden disarray.
Books and papers were left strewn about, the pews overturned, and the hourglass hanging above the podium cracked. Pools of blood seeped into the wooden floor, staining it red.
Darkness spilled in from the windows, creating sharp shadows all over the once-sacred space.
Screams and shouts echoed from outside.
'What's going on?'
With quick steps, he moved around a puddle of blood and rushed to the temple doors. They were cracked and broken, one of them limply hanging from a single hinge while the other was shattered into a thousand fragments.
Outside, he gasped as he saw a scene from a horror movie.
