THREE; LOCATION: STAVE CHURCH/VISUAL [things in your chest you need to confess]
Nearly ten at night isn't the time that most people would typically be going to church, unless they were attending a holiday mass, but Angela has never exactly been typical. It took her a while to find a church in the city, and then it took some more time to locate where it was (a few months in the city and she's still not entirely used to it). She's missed attending the services and the routine comfort attending mass every Sunday morning gave her, but that's not the reason she's here tonight.
She's here at night because she didn't want to run the risk of attending a service surrounded by Extras (how creepy would that have been) and she was hoping that no one would be around. No one around probably means that the confessional booths are empty, and while them being empty means no words of comfort from the priest, it also means she can get her conflicted feelings over the recent zombie epidemic off her chest. It's not the same as visiting the theological society, as she would have if she were home or it were here, but it would suffice.
Her tablet's visual feed clicks on as she's heading up the steps, and it shows her standing in front of the doors for a few moments, lips pressed together as she places a hand on the door. She hesitates for only a moment, then pushes through.
She's here at night because she didn't want to run the risk of attending a service surrounded by Extras (how creepy would that have been) and she was hoping that no one would be around. No one around probably means that the confessional booths are empty, and while them being empty means no words of comfort from the priest, it also means she can get her conflicted feelings over the recent zombie epidemic off her chest. It's not the same as visiting the theological society, as she would have if she were home or it were here, but it would suffice.
Her tablet's visual feed clicks on as she's heading up the steps, and it shows her standing in front of the doors for a few moments, lips pressed together as she places a hand on the door. She hesitates for only a moment, then pushes through.