I took a stroll through my neighborhood, looking for a classic black stone and gargoyle chapel. Instead, I came across a small coffee bible study. After a half hour, I decided it lacked passion for fire and damnation. Didn’t these people know that studying the word of God wasn’t enough? It was all about the fight. Attending church wasn’t a rule of survival, but church was supposed to be the best place to learn about God and the angelic Supernaturals. What better way to fight the Devil and Hauntings than to side with their counterparts?
