Craving Sin

"And what is the truth that will be shown?"

"I don't know. I wish I could tell you, but I can't. I really wish I could, but I just can't.

Hauser's brow furrowed. "One more thing. What made you think God sent you this dream?"

She looked up at him, hoping he would understand what she was trying to tell him. "Because we need His protection. I'm sorry, Father. I really need to go."

She turned around and ran off, leaving Hauser to ponder over what she had told him. He was now certain from that desperate look in her eye that she was holding something back, probably even lying. She repeatedly told him that while she wished she could tell him more, she was unable.

What if it wasn't because of a lack of information on her part? Maybe someone was keeping her quiet. The police? The school? Or maybe something evil had had actually latched itself onto her and was trying to stop her from spilling its secret. It was time to consult someone on this matter, should the worst be true.

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