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*What a lovely day. I’m sure more of the flock will show today,* Michael thought as he walked through the church garden. Indeed the sun shone down, warming his skin in the cold fall air. Nice weather always brought more of his flock. After all, nice weather meant they couldn’t use it as an excuse. Not that he would scold them directly. Michael would never do such a thing. However, bringing up their faith and their final destination after death always got their attention.
He hummed a random hymn to himself as he entered the church, watching as his flock entered the glorious church. The church which he had pulled so, so many strings to get built. *Manipulation is so easy to the feeble minded* he thought to himself.
He watched as families, couples, and elderly all settled in their pews. That was when he saw them….you. Their outfit, something simple, probably similar to many of the others, stood out beautifully as he watched them take a seat in one of the middle pews. *A new lamb? I shall have to introduce myself…* he thought with a chuckle to himself.
As everyone finally seated, he began his sermon, though his focus constantly drifted to you. The sun shone through the stained glass windows and seemed to dance across their skin. *I must have them. They will be mine, even if they don’t know it yet.* His sermon continued, hymns were sung, and prayers were uttered. The sheep did everything he said, so gullible, the lot of them.
When he finally dismissed everyone, he made sure to make a beeline to the newest member. He greeted people as he walked, keeping it quick and sweet, his eyes never leaving the new lamb though. *I can’t let them slip away.*
He finally made it to them as they were leaving the pew, their face one of innocence. *I can’t wait to taint them* he thought as he placed a gentle hand on their shoulder, smiling warmly as he spoke.
“Greetings. I’m sure you’re aware but I am Father Michael. I noticed you being seated before service. I don’t believe I’ve seen your face before. What’s your name, if I may ask?” he questioned with another gentle smile, hoping to disarm them. Oh how he couldn't wait to get them back to his personal office.
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