It’s just the same day as every other day, but still here I am taking care of this almost rundown church of our small town. Oh no I’m not complaining to anyone that hears my thought whoever you are. Not like I mind though this church is my most memorable place in this town. I’ve been taken taker of by the church when the head priest saw me in front of the church door in a basket covered by a blanket. Then the head priest adopted me, he’s like a father to me he took care of me and help me study, of course I did my best in studying so that I can help the old man and someday inherit the church so that the old man can do some relaxation. But the old man just laughs at me and always say that “You’re still to young my boy, you take to much bold decision which may yield into an uncertain results”, which hurts my pride but I respect him so I always listen to what he says.

 Anyway it has been 10 years since I last saw my best friend, back then Pedro said that he will be going to his grandma's house to live there. He was the only person with the same age as me who I can get along with. When we where about 16 years of age Pedro was going to live in his grandma’s house far away from this town. So we promised each other that we should meet each other again after 10 years or so. I mean I'm not really expecting that much 10 years have passed since that promise. I'm already one of the priest of the church and my favorite thing to do is baptizing children, well I just follow what my name has been entitled into you know John The Baptist thing. I know it is kinda corny but it just gives me hope thinking that some parents love their children to baptize them and not leave them.

 I was already finishing the last child to be baptized , which I finished at exactly 4 in the evening and it was almost time for the last mass of the day. The final mass is always held by the head priest being the last mass as it is there’s only a few a people who attends the mass. There was only ten people inside the church, there's Auntie Elma an old woman who was grieving for her recently deceased husband. I swear whenever I saw her it always saddened me how precious life can be, her husband was one of the person who helped me when I was growing up thought some rules in life but time did take a toll on him. Then there's the Mayor's family this family are always close to each other, this is the only time of the day where they can have a quality family time due to the Mayor's busy life in work. I really can't blame the guy he single-handedly destroyed all the illegal gambling stations in the town, he also increased the labor force of the town mainly crop growing which enabled the town to supply the demand of other towns. That is why the town's people always supports his decisions in developing the town. Anyway the only problem in their family is their last son Danniel , he was an alcoholic teen always causing problem here and there. But turns out he was just stressed out and also depressed because of their families fame, also with the expectations of other people on how the child of the known mayor should act he always share this with me whenever we have a simple talk in the confession room. Then the last group I noticed was a group of four people three of which are in the age of 25-30 years of age while the other one was around the age of 55 or so I’m not very good judge of peoples age, but one thing is for sure they are not from this town.

 When the mass was ended I started cleaning and arranging the benches while the old man and the mayor talked with each other. Then Danniel walked towards me and bowed in front of me and said “ Good evening father thank you for that talk we had last time, it really lit up my spirit and gave me hope in a new way to tackle my problems”. I was happy in hearing what this little bugger just said to me, he finally opened up to me personally of course I said the most adult I could say “Boy just keep that up don't let anyone bring you down and if you’re troubled don't hesitate to talk to me”. “ Thank you father” as Danniel said his thanks he said also said goodbye before he was called by his parents because they’re going home. The mayor grasped the head of the boy and scratched it gently, then the family said their goodbye’s with the head priest and went home.

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   Now it was time for the church to close, and as always I was the only one that did all the hard work in closing the church because the head priest is getting older by the day and I don't really want to burden him anyway. While I was closing the door and windows some of the orphan kids who was living in the church whom was supposed to help me clean or should be sleeping, where running around playing tag. So I silently walked towards them and when I was near this little red haired energetic girl I grab her head like I was grabbing a basket ball of course there was little to no force at all was applied, this little girl is the trouble maker child Tina. I slowly whispered to her"Tina what are you doing, you where supposed to help me clean so why are you playing tag? HUH?" silently. Well it did work but instead of helping me clean they run fast towards the sleeping quarters and left me do all the cleaning.

 I was on my way to the head priest's quarter to help the head priest arrange his bed but I heard something " HELP!", it was a scream for help I searched as to where the voice came from and it came from the sleeping quarters I ran so fast towards the screaming children. The quarters where at the back of the church not quite far yet not so near. When I was in front of the quarters a man was closing the door, he slowly faced me and said "shh my children are eating, please don't interrupt them". What I heard creep the hell out of me but I recognize this guy was with the new group during the last mass the old one, how did he get here anyways. As he was facing me slowly I noticed he was holding something in his hand, it looks like a ball but it has to many deformities to be called a ball then the moonlight shone on it. It was the head priest's head, I was shocked but there was one clear emotion that was erupting in my heart it was anger. I was angry because he killed the guy that I cared so much about so I tried to tackle him but to no avail I missed, he was faster than me abnormally faster than me. I did the next best thing I could think of, I kicked the door and there it laid in front of me.

 Shock and anger is the only emotion that was swirling inside of me when I opened the door. What greeted me was pure carnage and full of grotesque artwork of a murderer guts, arms, legs, intestines and blood all scattered on the floor then I saw “IT” a figure of three humanoid like creatures. They look like a crossbreed of a bat and rabid dog, they where feasting,splurging and one of them was even bathing on the child's remain. I vomited right after I saw that, then the of three of them looked at me but they ignored me and returned to what they where doing. "You vermin what in God's name are you?" I shouted with all my might hoping it could distract them, but it was all to late I just felt a cold blade went through my back. "Hahaha, don't shout little boy my children are feasting and I don't want their feast to be ruined so you have to rest now" was the last thing I heard when the old man appeared in front of me and smiled while I was slowly loosing my consciousness.