Lars chuckled. "People say [i]I'm[/i] spooky, too. Can you imagine?" The section of the church he led her to was looking less and less traveled. Finally, he led her to what was almost certainly a basement door. The sound of jingling keys broke the silence. The door opened, and the abyss met them. The darkness was foreboding. Luckily, someone had to the foresight to install lights. 

"I've known him a very long time," The priest admitted. "Walters doesn't approve of our collaboration. Walters is a [i]coward[/i]." The words were spoken almost venomously. "One of the best exorcists in the country, and he hangs up his hat after taking the lid off the mother of all Pandora's boxes." 

The stairs creaked as they descended. This place almost looked like some sort of old catacomb. "Fortunately, some of us aren't afraid to die for the greater good. I don't particularly have a choice, anyway."