I was in a large cathedral.

I could barely make out my surroundings, everything was dark and the only light was a dim red glow that seemed to emanate from everywhere. The stained glass windows glowed with an orange hue, but for some reason I could not discern what was depicted on them. I glanced at the pews around me, but it was too dim to make out anything but their edges.

I felt, rather than heard, a booming force echoing in my mind, commanding me to move forward.

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I tried to control my own body, but I couldn't. I couldn't stop myself from moving forward. Against my own will, my feet moved me down the middle of the cathedral. Everything ahead was obscured by pitch black shadows.

The closer I got to the end of the cathedral, the darker the shadows shrouding it seemed to become.

I finally realized that there was a low mumbling noise around me. I glanced to my side, looking into the pews to find that they were all filled with vaguely humanoid shapes. No matter how hard I squinted and strained my eyes, I couldn't make out their features. They almost appeared be made of smoke, or shadows.

Then, I was swallowed up by the darkness.