Dale stared at the room for any sign of nervousness. There were no obvious indicators, she searched for the old man and then some of the men in big trousers and scarfs but none of them were around. 

“They have to be somewhere close.” Dale painted.

 

Then she began realizing the large church was filled with various men wearing the holy white robe, some grouped in three discussing things and making signs of the crucifix sign. Some sat in their various places chanting in unknown languages. 

 

She watched the choirboys take off their large gowns and was started by the fact that they all had the same dressing. Exactly the...