[h1][center][color=orange]Trevor Martin[/color][/center][/h1]
[hr][center]Location: Outside the Church
Interacting With: The Readers[/center][hr]

Well, this sucks… No matter what happens, something crazy will happen. I mean, look at what just happened… Someone ran INTO the Church like a lunatic. The old woman was still standing there as well. Maybe I should give them my business card if they survive. I mean, they clearly need some psychiatric help to go running in to face the devil. I could use some professional help myself to be honest. The past days have been quite hectic, so I might see about calling a few friends…

Oh, almost forgot! I didn’t mention this the last time we had a little chat, but the fact that I’m talking to you at all probably is a BIG clue. I have an interesting skill, and the GM herself called me the Deadpool of the group. For those of you who don’t know who that is, look him up, he is an AMAZING comic book character. I learned at a young age that something was not right with the world, so I start keeping an eye out for anything. Now here I am, talking to all of you, and hoping the GM doesn’t get so annoyed to the point where she murders me horribly via one of her minions.

Now that that is out of the way, where was I. Oh, right! The crazy people at the church. Well, Seraphina’s car is still here, so I might want to get close to it, since it is probably the fastest way away from here. Wait… Sylvia’s body is still in the backseat… Um, well this is awkward… I don’t want to be the one to move her. Maybe Seraphina will have an idea. Speaking of which, I think I hear voices coming from the side of the church. Sounds like a few other people got the brilliant idea of running away. I think  I’ll just stand here and wait for them…