The Priest

The ominous feeling that had consumed him was emitting from the being that was in his home. A being that he could sense so much power from.

"What the hell is going on here..." Alex queried with a shocked look on his face.

There was a man in a white priest robe sitting at the dining table with his mother and aunt.

"Hey look, Alex is back." His aunt announced as she was the first to notice him. "And... he broke the door."

"Who is this man and what is he doing here?" Alex thundered.

"He's just a priest." His mother replied without exchanging glances with him.

"A priest?" Alex found it hard to believe. 'There's no way that man's a priest. I can sense an enormous amount of energy exuding from him.'

"You must be Alexander Reynolds." The priest said and got up. "It's a pleasure meeting you today."

"Why? Do I know you?"

"You certainly do not." The priest responded as he got up and walked up to him.

"Can I have a word with you." He asked.

"About what?"

"He said he came her

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