“It’s been days, and we still haven’t heard from the priest,” Mother Superior said, her voice tight with frustration.

“He might’ve gone somewhere quiet,” Chris, the priest’s assistant, suggested, though the uncertainty in his tone was unmistakable.

“Where could be quieter than here? Have you checked the graveyard again?” Mother Superior asked, her eyes narrowing as she peered over her glasses.

“Yes, Mother. Same result,” Chris responded, though his voice lacked conviction.

“I don’t understand. How could he just vanish without a word?” Mother Superior pressed, pacing slightly.

“I wish I knew, Mother. The last time I saw him, he was in an unusually excitable mood. He could hardly wait...