Exploring The Underground Temple

To her left and right, mounted on small platforms, were bowls filled with water. The bowls were blue marble and the stands were polished wood. Past these a long, wide aisle streched the length of the building. Bracketing the aisle were dozens of identical benches. The backs had kneelers mounted on them.

Astra stepped forward. The dull light coming in from the stained glass window allowed her to make out details of what was at the end of the aisle. There was a small, squat altar covered in finery. To the left were chairs with no backs. But on the wall behind it was a distubring sight. There was a statue mounted on the wall. It portrayed a noble looking man being crucified!

Astra walked down the aisle. Her bare feet echoed in this strange, dark place. Above her, a bird fluttered. A butterfly flapped by her knee.
Astra's eyes became adjusted to the darkness as she approched the altar. Suddenly, someone popped up from behind it!
Astra turned to run.

"No! Don't go!" said a male voice. It was deep, but scratchy.
"I won't hurt you. My name is Father Tom."

1. Astra stays, bouncing on her feet, ready to run.
2. Astra decides to run, just to be safe.

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