In the darkness, a dozen pairs of glowing eyes stared at the Bishop like venomous snakes, waiting for him to speak.
The Bishop rasped slowly, "Why aren't the lights on?"
The deacon closest to the Bishop replied, "Bishop, I figured that since our branch is the largest in the area, we ought to have a bit of a Demonic Sect atmosphere. The pulp fiction novels always say the Demonic Sect holds meetings in the dark, so I thought we could give it a try."
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