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The priest smiled in relief and stepped aside for us as we got out of the pew. He gestured to one of the gold doors far off to the side and I followed him. With how shiny the door was, I figured I was suppose to assume there'd be equal treasures on the otherside, so I decided to be contrary in my tired state and expect white bricks and a naked stone floor. But, of course, there had to be gold gilded mirrors facing each other from opposing walls and a freaking crystal chandelier from the ceiling. The walls in here glittered like they did outside too. At the center was a cushioned stump of sorts for someone to sit on, maybe an alter? If alters were meant to be sat on. There were chairs around the room too. The priest gestured to the fuzzy stump and I obediently sat on it. I caught sight of