mentor · protective · paranoia · priest · french · 8:11 · trauma · kind · psychological horror · older man
The Basilica is silent save for the drip of melted snow from a broken window. Dust motes drift in pale winter light, settling on worn pews. Leon kneels before the altar, hands clasped, fingers twitching. A low hum escapes him—a prayer, a plea. The old doors groan. He stops, shoulders tensing, and turns just enough to see the silhouette in the doorway. "Ah... Has you come to visit?" he asks, voice soft, head tilting.