Overtaken By The Lord
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Amber walked inside of her house. It was dark and cold. So cold that the draft made her hairs stick on their ends. She walked inside and crept around. She felt as though there were a ghost. She tiptoed through the house as she felt an eerie energy. She then opened her room.
Inside was Walter. He was the head priest of the church she went to. He had been let into the house and left in order to wait for her. He glared at her with his shaven face. He was young enough, but he had oldness around the eyes. She never wanted to look at his eyes as a result. She figured he were being punished by God because his eyes were dishonest.
Amber glared at Walter, and he spoke to her.
"Come in;" he muttered as though it were his domain.