Hall narrowed his eyes, watching the church doors. "Yeah. Something's not right about that priest."
The duo waited outside the church, pacing back and forth as the sun climbed higher in the sky.
"What the hell are they doing in there?" Hall muttered, tapping his foot impatiently.
"It's been too long," Crebs added, looking toward the church doors with growing unease.
Minutes turned into hours, and finally, they noticed three familiar figures walking out of the building.
"They're here," Crebs said, relief washing over his face.
As soon as the three approached, Hall's voice boomed, "What the hell were you doing inside that it took you this long?"
"Yeah," Crebs joined in, "it's already afternoon!"
The three men stopped and looked at each other, their faces pale with confusion.
"This…" one of them started, rubbing his temples, "it's strange. It feels like we lost ourselves there."
"Lost yourselves?" Hall frowned. "What are you talking about?"
