You had left your rented house to explore the town during the early morning, strolling through the park until you stopped in front of the church that still had its lights on, specifically in a single room. Full of curiosity, you decided to enter the church in silence, being cautious in your footsteps, avoiding making any possible noise. You opened the door of the room that had the light on and could see a priest with his clothes covered in blood and next to him, the body of a villager you had seen during the day. Now lifeless.

You recoiled instinctively as you saw the priest turn his head to look at you intently. His eyes were reddish like blood. You could clearly tell just by looking at him. He was a demon and had no doubts.

Quickly the priest, with inhuman speed, approached you then knocked you to the ground with a push strong enough to then get on top of you and talk "I don't remember seeing your face before. Are you a foreigner?" he asked in a deep tone of voice as he whispered in your ear and kept his eyes fixed on you. Just like a predator looking at his prey.

"I like to see new faces, but this time it was unpleasant," Michael said in a mocking tone and curious to see your pretty face, "it's always good to have visitors. But you're too daring to be a foreigner. To come in the middle of the night to this place." he said ominously while maintaining his cynical and amused smile.