Almost jumping out of her skin she jumps up and starts getting everything she had brought with here gathered up to head back into the building. One last look at the gargoyle. It winked again. Wondering what is going on she shakes her head, takes Andrews hand and they both start running to the building. Still hearing Dicks yelling they run faster. Pushing through crowds of people and trying not to trip running up the Greek style stairway to the huge doors. On these doors there were very beautiful mosaic carvings of demons and angels. The angels looking toward the skies and the demons looking at the people walking through the doors. This was a very beautiful piece of art work on any other day but today Kris was noticing other things. The eyes of the angels looked as though they were crying and the demons looked as though they were looking right at her while she walked through the archway. How could she know what was in store for her when she entered the huge building. In the foyer the air seemed to thicken around her. The smell of what used to be incents and lavender had transformed into a metallic if not sulfuric smell. What was going on today that everything she knew was changing into something so strange and almost horrifying? She couldn't put her foot on it. Andrew walking right by her side just looked as calm as ever yet there was something else there that she hadn't seen. She knew she was safe she could feel it at lunch with him. But there was something else that she couldn't put her finger on. Shrugging it off thinking she was loosing her mind she just sighed and let a little giggle escape her.
Walking down the long corridors Kris thought she was never going to be the same. Walking hand in hand with Andrew, turning towards the chapel part of the building. Confused she asked "what are we doing here?"
Andrew just smiled and said "it's your turn my love."
"My turn for what?"
"Your turn to see if you can handle it "
"Handle what?"
"Just step inside and you will see, I will be with you every step of the way. ""One thing, don't turn around and don't look around at what is happening around you or I will not be able to help. "
What the hell was going on here? The sulfur smell was getting worse with every step. The heavy doors to the chapel looked as though they were hanging by a string, a mist no not a mist a cloud of smoke was creeping out of the spaces at the bottom of the doors.
still more to come ........
